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Not a poem. A feeling/Today, was an off day...+
Sometimes, I have off days or nights such as now, all alone in my Fathers house that I rent. It can be a depressing place to come back too, a lot of memories here, I tend to think of the good ones opposed to the other ones..
I stopped by my sisters at about 5:30PM. She was having a off day, I took 1 look at her, listened to what she had to say, and she said I am having a off day, almost brought a tear to my eye... Me too, I was thinking.
I just wanted to leave at that point, but that would have been the easy way out, so I stayed instead and kept her company. I know she appreciated that, when I had to go an hour later, she said to me don't be a stranger. In losing a Father it brings the family closer together...
Off I was in hopes of seeing a special someone, but that did not work out as planned, bummer. So, I went to another place, got there at eight, but no sign of this person, I have been waiting to see...
I stayed there an hour, still no sign...
So, back onto the thruway, yet again for the 4TH time that night, you have to understand, guys do get lost...
I must admit that. But, I did manage to make it home safely after 140 miles later.. My body screaming at me...
Find a place that is hard and lay down, but instead here I am typing away..
Some may say I am stubborn, others will say I am driven...
No matter what they say, in just typing a few words it has taken my mind off the not so pleasant, I am tired so I am off to dream good thoughts...
Precious Pain - Melissa Etheridge
Copyright©Samoth
I stopped by my sisters at about 5:30PM. She was having a off day, I took 1 look at her, listened to what she had to say, and she said I am having a off day, almost brought a tear to my eye... Me too, I was thinking.
I just wanted to leave at that point, but that would have been the easy way out, so I stayed instead and kept her company. I know she appreciated that, when I had to go an hour later, she said to me don't be a stranger. In losing a Father it brings the family closer together...
Off I was in hopes of seeing a special someone, but that did not work out as planned, bummer. So, I went to another place, got there at eight, but no sign of this person, I have been waiting to see...
I stayed there an hour, still no sign...
So, back onto the thruway, yet again for the 4TH time that night, you have to understand, guys do get lost...
I must admit that. But, I did manage to make it home safely after 140 miles later.. My body screaming at me...
Find a place that is hard and lay down, but instead here I am typing away..
Some may say I am stubborn, others will say I am driven...
No matter what they say, in just typing a few words it has taken my mind off the not so pleasant, I am tired so I am off to dream good thoughts...
Precious Pain - Melissa Etheridge
Copyright©Samoth
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Not a poem. A feeling/Today, was an off day...
Not a poem. A feeling/Today, was an off day...