Sometimes I Feel Like CryingSometimes I feel like crying The reason why I can't explain It's something like the feeling Watching a dark sky filled with rainSometimes I Feel Like Crying
It's sorrow deep in my soul A pain that seeks to find release Threatens my fragile control It repels attempts to find peace
To this dark mood I succumb Banishing thoughts of hope-filled dreams Now my mind has become numb... But my heart still feels like crying
I feel you...A feathery touch from within As I dare to hope It beginsI feel you...
A gentle promise You'll arrive To finally be sure You're alive
Time flies quickly by And I wait Restless with longing For the date
I'll hear your cry I'll see your face I'll hold you close I'll touch your hand I'll know you're mine...
Because I felt you then...
Just...Just a twinkle in my eye Just a song in my head Just a hope in my heart I was contentedJust...
Then I learned you'd slipped away Like a wish never spoken In that moment I was lost My heart was broken
There's so much I'll never know About my child who'll never be But I know I won't forget Please, remember me
Now I hear the last notes fade Now I feel the last tear fall All I want to do is breathe And dream... not at all
True HappinessTrue happiness Is not what you might think It doesn’t care what you wear Or what you eat and drink It is not found in beauty Though it can thrill the soul It is not found in money Though poverty takes its toll It is not about contentment Accepting life’s twists and turns It is not about friendships Those with you when life hurts True happinessTrue Happiness
Is placed within your heart Realizing that it’s not about you Often a good place to start Forget about yourself Impossible you might say But try and put everyone else first You might find t
Maybe I'm Just A DreamerMaybe I’m Just A DreamerMaybe I'm Just A Dreamer
Maybe I’m just a dreamer, Certainly not a leader; A designated healer Most of the time.
Maybe I’m just a dreamer Head high in the clouds Maybe I’m just a dreamer Searching for life not found
I guess I’m just a dreamer I follow no ones path Either wit or daft Most of the time
So take me as a dreamer In every take on the term See me as a dreamer
Beat of The CreakSo sound the night The scene alive and bright Karam, the ripened peach from a tree The sound and blues a ballad Lulling the dreamers sleep His eyes closed as doors creak The creaking doors of night THe night of youthful blissBeat of The Creak
Hear the creaking door sing Its soul a fling of courtacy To the innocent Dreamer Far from reach In his own personal paradise A paradise known only
Only to another, the wandering exiled soul
Born anew tonight Under the eyes of the sleeping youth The future poet of Revolutionary thought the future voic
What Am I Looking ForI walk in the night with pleasures, delight I can only hear sounds I close my eyes Faces aroundWhat Am I Looking For
I open but no one is found
The silence of the night, the moths Twirling in the light The grass sparkling from the moist of the night I'm walking through a path I'm walking in the darkness Am I alone?
I keep walking past the trees that whistle And the wind that whispers "Your alone" Am I really alone?
What am I looking for Am I looking for something real Is it fake can I touch can I see Can I taste?
I close my eyes what
Yes, I am alive :)
Thanks
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There will be an answer, let it be.
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~Rayli
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize
how close they were to success when they gave up."
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