start over again

Lately life has been so confusing. Admiting to everything that has ever happened to me is simply, mind boggling. I don’t want to loose all those memories, but if I don’t, my life will just continue in a down-ward spiral that will eventually end in something stupid and tragic I’m afraid. Everything that has been happening is terrible. I have to just take a week or so to get away from everything that has happened to me in order to make my life much better. I’m have to move away from where I live in order to start over again. Things will remind me of my old life, but starting soon, I won’t have to be with the people over and over again.

I won’t have to worry about things anymore, but I’m beginning to wonder if starting over is actually the best thing to do.

Help?

The mind holds memories
As does the heart hold love
Both last for as long as each heart beats

One creation made from hands
Hands of purpose and existence
Mapped with lines, character and distinction

One creation to pass down
From generations of hands
Each one to feel love with one touch

The memory of ones existence
With each touch the hand remembers
As each child’s laughter rings his love

A man dies in silence
One table sits in memory
Love gathers around his legacy

Morningside
The old man died
And no one cried
They simply turned away
And when he died
He left a table made of nails and pride
And with his hands he carved these words inside
“for my children”

Morning light
Morning bright
I spent the night
With dreams that make you weep
Morning time
Wash away the sadness from these eyes of mine
For i recall the words the old man signed
“for my children”

And the legs were shaped with his hands
And the top made of oaken wood
And the children sat around this table
Touched with their laughter
Ah, and that was good

Morningside
An old man died
And no one cried
He surely died alone
And truth is sad
For not a child would claim the gift he had
The words he carved became his epitath
“for my children”