Jumping like a heathen
When I really had no reason
One to another
Life was suppose to give up what I didn't earn
A house, a car and a decent bank account
I did nothing to have an amount
What could I have pondered id amount to
Pain & sufferin
My love was never from my emotion
I crossed all bridges but failed to cross the ocean
Found in the misty circle of motions
Frightened by the thought of not being hopeless
A mental state
A condition you condemned on yourself
With a skip, hop and a jump
The world became my planet
The planet became a sanctuary
The place I grieve, eat and sleep
Unlike everything negative, my blessings are never missing over the hill
William K. Butler
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