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Misdirection
Life is like a self-propelled vehicle
self-directed
guided unto itself.
It hits the curb, It falls in ditches
If it is not monitored and if you let it..
Your life, Like my life could be
Misdirected.......
I ask myself questions of Why?
Why has my life turned out this way?
Is it me who causes the trials by my deeds and actions?
Or is it a block in the road
a cause for a distraction?
I have loved beyond loved.
But not a love like this.
Completely embracing my emotions
Yet still, I reminenisce
What the hell was I doing?!
Why did it take this long?
That which doesn't kill us
makes us suspicious
not just strong.
Yet here I am In love.
And I say that with all sincerity
In Love
See now i know the difference
more spiritual than physical
More peaceful
Emotions- Plentiful
I-stand -still
In the quiet of contentment
I am screaming your name.
Why is it that with all this emotion,
thru the beginning- It's conception
The road has a forged fork in the middle
a constant
Misdirection.
Not on purpose but by default
We all make our mistakes
But to feel the way I feel now forever..
I'll do whatever it takes.
This love, So true
So real
causing bountifuls of affection
Is blessed nothing less
Not just another
Misdirection
Come with me, Let's ride
To a future, We decide
Let not our mind be confused
by our past descisions or wasted time
we used
You know, I know, We
Are to be We
Not coincedence or circumstantial
It will be you and me
Let us seek and travel the road
That God shows the direction
Let the past. Be the past.
Just another
Misdirection
Benjamin Casey 2008
Misdirection
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