Today, But It's Just Today Or Is It?

How do you walk forward when you know not where you are going?
You watch as love walks over the horizon but do you follow?

The sun goes down beyond that same horizon, and darkness takes over.
But still you cannot walk forward into the darkness.

You search your mind; you search your heart, trying to find the courage,

To dance through the brewing storm, but it just rained without warning.
You close your eyes and hope to open them to a striking, iridescent rainbow,

But the storm rages on in all its fervor, the hail causing dents on your soul.
How do you dance in the rain and not just simply weather this storm?

You search for a hundred reasons to stay, but you can only find one- true love
But is it enough?, yet your heart begs to reconsider before your soul walks away.
The new dawn is coming, and brings with it the iridescent rainbow,
Or maybe summer is on its way bringing warmth and welcome to your soul.
Maybe there are greener pastures just beyond the now darkened horizon.


So I sit here left in thought all on my own, away from my soul.

For I am you, please see. We are one mind, one heart, body and soul.
Here is a life I wish to leave for a life without you is not a life for me.

My heart begs my soul not to walk beyond the horizon too quickly,

Take my hand and I will walk over beyond the horizon with you.

fungirlmmm fungirlmmm
46-50, F
18 Responses Feb 12, 2009

nice piece :)


Thanks sweetie.

Thanks Justice... It is a sad post but I am a survivor.

peace to you my friend.

Thanks, I love looking back at this post. it still makes me tear up when I read it.

Thanks Angel. I just saw your PM sorry. I will get to it in a few.

That is beautiful thanx for shareing

Cool so I can be poor and we can all stay and play together?


Oh Dawn! You know i love you sweetie. I always have and always will. In the flesh or in my mind you are forever my Shadow Man.<br />
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Cody, what if my daddy isn't rich will they still come to play?

They'll come and play, their friends will say, your daddy's rich, your mamma's a pretty thing

Thank you Singer. This is one of my favorite pieces.

I have only one word that says it all.....<br />
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WOW......what a wonderful writer you are

TY Rog.

Thank you both. I love and adore you.

Love you, I just fell in love with you even more. Here, i extend my hand, not the one you want, but still....

Beautiful, FG, and your torment makes the best thrust of sweet and pang. God, I hope you can get into the rainbow...