Sometimes you think too hard
You can work too hard
Maybe you love too hard
Often you are hardly there
The bed is hard
Your heart is hard
Candy can be hard
Sleeping on a hard floor
Yep life can be hard
Hard knocks can be hard
Sometimes you think too hard
You can work too hard
Maybe you love too hard
Often you are hardly there
The bed is hard
Your heart is hard
Candy can be hard
Sleeping on a hard floor
Yep life can be hard
Hard knocks can be hard
I am just a hack who plays with words sometimes. There are far better writers, poets, composers of the written word than I am. Sometimes I am not even sure if I am doing it right. Thanks for liking my stuff but being in the company of some of you is very humbling.
Some days there comes a hard rain
People have aches and pains
Some of the heart some of the soul
Today it comes down with fury
Stay dry or stay wet
Sometimes it can be a hard bet
Some days you hang in there
Other days you hang out
Sometimes you hang your head low
Many days you just hang on
Often we hang by a thread
At home you hang your hat.
Hanging sounds so cliché doesn’t it?
But hanging is all you can do on the tough days.
Relationships are lovely, human, complex, necessary and strange. We need the company of others while we need to have our occasional solitude. We need to love and feel loved. Sometimes relationships define us but we also want our own identity. We have communal and individual ties that bind us. We seek romantic links with like minded souls. We are fearful of going it alone and will do whatever it takes to be with the one who we will love. Don’t worry, relationships will come, patience is a must.
I miss you
I miss me
I miss us
There are friends I miss
So many people who aren’t here
Who is there
Things done wrong
Mistakes of the past
Mystery makes me wonder
Sometimes we launch word missles
And never miss the target
Things I have had in my sights I have missed
Children of war, missing in action
Kids of the streets missing from their homes
Friends I miss, have gone on
Sometimes I wonder if they miss me
I wouldn’t miss now for the world
Missing persons we wonder where they are
We miss the mark
Perfect humans we are not
His forgiveness never misses
Miss you much
Change it’s a part of life
You find it in your pocket
Old gives way to new
Its about the times
People, places, faces in transition
Regeneration from one person to another
The seasons come and go
Growing in life and love
Coming into life and passing into death
It is a human thing
Technology getting better
Going from war into peace
Adapting and adopting
Its about you and its about me
Sometimes you just gotta wonder
Sometimes you shake your head
Sometimes life can hand you a raw deal
Sometimes you are blessed beyond measure
Sometimes people make mistakes
Sometimes they get away with doing horrible things.
Sometimes life doesn’t make sense
Sometimes you need to run away screaming
Sometimes we need a break
Sometimes its time to pack it in
Sometimes you want a fresh start
Paper brings you good news
It brings you pain
You can cut your skin with it
It tells you what you must pay
Paper can transform into different things
It can change your life
You can put your memories on it
It comes in many colors
You can exchange it for cool things
Paper is about your life
You can share your love with it
It can tell how much you hate
It’s what you work on
You can write on it
You can wrong with it
It will inform you
It will mislead you
Paper is our life