I was shot by hope
and shot by love
I was shot by a bullet that had names, that had not been spoken before.
New faces and new dreams come true
as I lay sleepy silently under a hallow callow tree
I sleep until my own dreams come true
Hoping me and you will get through this
prosper with rusted chains that luster in plain view
I take off my shoe and take out the pebbles of past written all over it.
I counted the problems I had from before and its good that I made through out this torturous train
that went in circles for miles it kinda took a while to realize I had to reveal this smile
that stayed in the empty closet for months thinking I would never get out, If I open the closet it will just spill out and pile onto me no doubt!
Life has been a pain in the butt
but daddy said he doesn't want to hear no “what if's and buts”.
I know there is always a next time
but sometimes that next time will pass you by
every time you turn to the other side
it slips away like a ninja
and you would always regret what has come to you.
So here you are under a tree that used to live a life
happily and with a happy pride
don't close your eyes, you'll miss it with just a blink of an eye and it's all gone.
because you know whats best and whats right.
hears a piece of pie
its made with that tree beside you.
its soul combined with your care every since your past had died
take a bite and see the truth inside
that you never heard from before
hidden behind backs and
tucked in pockets and shoved in sacks
carry these truth to the tree
never look back
walk up the hill spill it in the hallow trunk
and let it bleed out from the cracks that curse the little tree
ever since birth.
Your smile feeds and fertilizes the roots of this amateur
now watch it build up
no need to pamper this strong dead tree
watch it rise with green leaves sprouting and bursting into colors and the apples show
then fall onto your lap where you sit and you look up and think
Life just falls right onto you.
By: Chris M.
to: Abigeal Abadam
Reason: For you
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