Give her a little love, she might abuse it
I give so much, will I confuse it?
Only fools rush in, don’t assess the obstacles
Broke her heart, wrath chilling like icicles
Am I paranoid or see where my future lies as a result of my actions.
Don’t want to be so para that I become cold, calculating & conniving, loving in fractions
Time to use what I already know
What I can independently show
To rise above this strife
Within my fists holds creativity, solution, key to my life
As I try to write in code
Could be seen as crazy bullshit mode
But I keep trying to piece the puzzle
Is it too much to try & juggle?
Keep at it, slowly and patiently wins each race
Live life, talk to God, and hear the answers
Give thanks for a reply to your prayers
We are only human, we fall prey to temptations & sin
Confusion, hazy visions
Low thought, crazy decisions
We are all only humans, living for luxury
Fantasies & in someone else’s dream.
- CJ Tones [14-04-11]
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Very interesting and thought-provoking meditation, more especially so to me, being a girl, hearing the guy's perspective on the situation. La, and I thought it was so easy if it was the "real thing"...but what do I know? Speaking of juggling the puzzle pieces in S3 is a reminder almost that we cannot from now see what exactly the future holds, whatever choices we take, we know not now what will prosper and what will fail. The insecurity is troublesome, yet as you conclude we must remember then to "just live" and seek the Lord God of the Bible and hear what His Word says, trusting in Him with all our hearts. It's an apt reminder in the final lines that we are so prone to ill and readily deceived. An interesting consideration altogether.
Thanks! About the 'real thing', these days "love" is like a common word. As well as rushed decisions. People try to mimic what they see. Real love is unconditional (well that's what I think). You shouldn't be able to turn off your love for someone if its real unless it was only words from an idea.
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