"Leah, Leah, Leah, my dear sweet Leah, how does your garden grow?"

My true love has my heart, and I have his. Together in marriage, together at heart. In good times and hard. In sickness and in health. For now and forever.


Friday, March 6, 2009

a journey through my mind

Long moments of uninterrupted silence allow my mind time to wander
Shadowy, dim-lit halls winding in and out, up and down, all around, circles, squares
Cluttered boxes filled with long lost memories sitting upon a shelf like faded photographs
A quick glance perks a sudden recollection setting my mind ablaze
I sigh and moan, my breathing quickens as I remember those days
Lonely hopelessness fills my heart, my old familiar friend
Tears burn beneathe my eyes as I recall how they never knew me at all
Shake it off and brush the dust from my knees, I continue on
Wander more, explore the maze, time has just stood still
Regret pokes at my soul as I see the empty spaces
Places filled with cob-webbed scars instead of friendly faces
A quick jolt and I am removed, out the way I came
Recovering, I close my eyes and catch my breath, aware of where I am
Look around me, my life has changed, my luck has turned
I've become someone better, transformation nearly complete
Resolve has filled me with the courage I never knew I had
Hope and light flood my body, mind and soul, removing needless pain and sorrow
An old whispered voice reminds me to rid myself of all my paranoia
Focus, it whispers, and remember this truth: Success is the purest form of revenge.