The dark days are looming ever so close and while I ponder the depths of my mind I cant help but ask the question, Is it too soon?
While I come to terms with the new found attitude I so slowly embrace, I'm forced to question the path of which I've traveled down ever so quickly.
Its brought me to this home, this new place away from the family.
Brought me up a level and made me achieve more, made me bind every so closely to an unlikely few, but as I take these steps I do honestly look back and question the shattered past of which I came from.
I cant help but think about the attitude of the present whilst thinking back to the past.
Although I said before there are no similarities and I do not compare but I do worry that this some how holds back the steps in which progress is made and if so, how can that be changed?
Truth be told I wouldn't go back to the metaphorical streets in which loved blossomed.
I wouldn't go back to those sweet summer days spent wondering the streets so many miles away, those picnic's under those tall green tree's, to do so would be a mistake and to live out in hope would be a betrayal on him.
Not to rejoice the days that are coming would be a mistake, for she needs the hope.
Its funny how things go sometimes.
Life has taken a turn for the better for me lately, this past year despite the roller coaster rides of up and down and in and out have had me at hello.
The blood I must give credit too for they alone have helped in this adventure and have helped turn this ship around.
Bound for sorrow we once were, to a land of solitude and torment, to a land were the mind never sleeps, now a far cry from the water's I'm on, the life I'm leading and the friends I call.
There's two to really credit for this journey and for the push to keep going.
With each days brings life, brings a reason to rejoice and brings the future more closer to our present.
While I come to terms with the new found attitude I so slowly embrace, I'm forced to question the path of which I've traveled down ever so quickly.
Its brought me to this home, this new place away from the family.
Brought me up a level and made me achieve more, made me bind every so closely to an unlikely few, but as I take these steps I do honestly look back and question the shattered past of which I came from.
I cant help but think about the attitude of the present whilst thinking back to the past.
Although I said before there are no similarities and I do not compare but I do worry that this some how holds back the steps in which progress is made and if so, how can that be changed?
Truth be told I wouldn't go back to the metaphorical streets in which loved blossomed.
I wouldn't go back to those sweet summer days spent wondering the streets so many miles away, those picnic's under those tall green tree's, to do so would be a mistake and to live out in hope would be a betrayal on him.
Not to rejoice the days that are coming would be a mistake, for she needs the hope.
Its funny how things go sometimes.
Life has taken a turn for the better for me lately, this past year despite the roller coaster rides of up and down and in and out have had me at hello.
The blood I must give credit too for they alone have helped in this adventure and have helped turn this ship around.
Bound for sorrow we once were, to a land of solitude and torment, to a land were the mind never sleeps, now a far cry from the water's I'm on, the life I'm leading and the friends I call.
There's two to really credit for this journey and for the push to keep going.
With each days brings life, brings a reason to rejoice and brings the future more closer to our present.
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