Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2011 13:23:22 GMT -5
Spicey Pepper Dream
My thoughts whipped around my mind like a wind storm, covering every thing. I knew i had to be strong. This was only 2 years since my mother died and only 3 months since i left my father. I will never speak of there names for i cant think of the past. I thought rain would come but it never did, you see i was sad and happy at the same time, never knowing what would happen. I was looking down as i was walking. Why would i want to look up? Every thing i ever had was GONE! Forced away by some one who was mean and cruel but also your kin? Hmm...I thought of every thing: Love, life, storms and faith. Nothing would cheer me up.
I awoke. Were was I! Then i blinked, oh.. under this same old tree, with this same old life, and this same old heart. Love was what i was looking for. Nothing less and nothing more.[glow=red,2,300]"keep Strong my dear"[/glow]My mothers words rang in my stormy head. The world around me may seem bright, but inside i can feel a storm.I'm serching for love, love, love love, that's what i want.
