I enjoy writing, it helps put feelings into words and lifting them up off my mind to anyone and everyone. Sometimes I gain a new perspective after reading my thoughts which is helpful as well.
although I am shy especially about sharing it, I figure those of you I care about will be the only few who read it so you can't ridicule me too bad ;)..and someone I care deeply about told me to use it more often.
so here goes nothing..


"tangled in mine"
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giving it all up
the worries the fears
the smiles the heavy tears
my wants my desires
letting them all burn in the fire
even my gifts my blessings
must be handed over too
to the only one I know is true
it makes no sense,
my fibers want to hoard
keep all the good and bad
wraped around me, a choking chord
but its mine all mine
my faults my bad
i like to think
I can work out all my kinks
and make it, really succeed
in my triumphs and when I bleed
I am seeing more clearly now
this rooted greed
now wrapped so very tight
I struggle and strain to
become free.
my knife now
becomes words on my knees
and I thank God
for taking my all
I can no longer take my own call
even though it is no logic
I tell you..I've had it
with keeping my good and bad
being free is the only choice I had.