Current mood:
crazy
crazyMy war
In these times of fevered woe
When the passions run so high
When my thoughts are cloudy skies
and my mind's a muddy mess
I seek strength that I once had
but I find myself so weak
It seems easier to me to
let others lead the way
Though these are the thoughts I have
the control I cannot give
For my mind is not as weak
as some people may surmise
There is something that's so deep
that tells me to stand and fight
For the loves I hold so deep
For the things I feel inside
For my tentative control
For the will to stay alive
So under cloudy skies I walk
With my thoughts caked in dark mud
to live to fight another day
For the hope that I have lost
Marissa Hokulani Kamamalu Gibson- Nov 10
When the passions run so high
When my thoughts are cloudy skies
and my mind's a muddy mess
I seek strength that I once had
but I find myself so weak
It seems easier to me to
let others lead the way
Though these are the thoughts I have
the control I cannot give
For my mind is not as weak
as some people may surmise
There is something that's so deep
that tells me to stand and fight
For the loves I hold so deep
For the things I feel inside
For my tentative control
For the will to stay alive
So under cloudy skies I walk
With my thoughts caked in dark mud
to live to fight another day
For the hope that I have lost
Marissa Hokulani Kamamalu Gibson- Nov 10
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