You can burst through time
Wielding your anger like a weapon
Or live your life in quiet desperation
Either way, it’s the price you pay
Now you just play out the string
Better luck next time
I know you didn’t ask for the pain
It’s the fare you pay for being
.
Or live your life in quiet desperation
Either way, it’s the price you pay
Now you just play out the string
Better luck next time
I know you didn’t ask for the pain
It’s the fare you pay for being
.
I love some of the phrases you come up with. Absolutely fantastic way with words.
ReplyDeleteThanks! Right back at ya, buddy!
ReplyDeleteI can't keep my own kid's names straight, but somehow I can spit this stuff out
It is so true that pain is the fare. Damnit.
ReplyDeleteGreat piece, Pat.
Robyn
Thanks Robyn...
ReplyDeleteNo free rides!
It's called carrying our cross and being transformed by the pain rather than being buried by it. Again...your words are powerful.
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