Arrogance and ignorance,
happenstance and second chance;
you know we never are alone.
Selfishness and discontent,
wont give up and wont relent;
trying to make this heart a home.
Nothing’s real when nothing’s new,
but the old is still essential
Hearts cant heal when they cant feel;
life is just sequential.
Matter in motion, faith and devotion;
not just survival of the gifted
I want to drift out on the ocean,
drink the magic potion
and have all the curses lifted.
wwb
Wayne
hey bro. i finally made it to your blog. i’m working on one myself, but its not quite ready.