September 22, 2007

I want so much to be in the beauty….

I regret that I can’t see my future, that I don’t believe I have one that’s any different from what I’m living every day. I know I do, if I could believe in it, if I could find some relief from work, kids, bills, cooking, cleaning. I mean it’s beautiful today and I want so much to be in the beauty. I want to break something valuable. I want to be free.

Submitted by: Dorothy

posted to Yourself

1 comment

  • At 4:24 am on October 15, 2007, Rochelle commented:

    Hey…I feel you…though there is not much to say sometimes, this poem sums it up. I believe everything happens for a reason…I just don’t know what that reason is, and why it has to happen to the best of us! Beautiful poem! Take good care yall!

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