No Warning

It all came without warning
As I woke up to this groggy morning

And I ask you where is the sun?
On this dreary day that's gone for a run

And left behind gray clouds to play
Dripping their menacing tears today

Rain, rain, rain in the sunshine state
On days like these, I never want to awake

And for now, I must wait
For I know that the place of fate

And it will end when it says when
That's my queue to count to ten

After the rain, snowbirds arrive
Crushing and bruising, yet one must survive

Written by ©Diana Jillian Thursday, 5/2/13
































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Leaving The Past

Leaving the Past  

Written by ©Diana Jillian 4/30/13, Tuesday

Who knows where it truly goes?

How you know where the river really flows?

All I know is I’m slowly learning to letting go

And as I slowly learn

It’s what I truly yearn

For the past to keep present

And I know it’s very, very wrong

And I keep singing the same damn song

I know what truly needs to be done

And it’s hard to let it all go

But when you finally do let go

The truer you emerges free

And who knows where this new journey leads us?

Destinations far and wide by plane, car, truck or bus

Maybe by train or just plainly walking, heading to the unknown

And it’s scary at first and instead of moving you retract

Looking over your shoulder, reliving the pain, you reenact

And it’s that step, that last step that never moves forward

You’ve found your position known in the comfort zone

Not realizing it leaves you paralyzed and all alone

So you try with all your might to break yourself free

And the past comes back the more you try

And the past brings pain the more you die

You must once more ignore the past

Trying to find a way to break yourself free

But on that road you wind up going back

To give it one more try; you make an attack

But the fish are not taking the bait this time

And you still keep on trying

While inside you’re dying

Trying to find a way out

Your final last attack

While looking back

Is your own reflection\

Telling you to go

Because you already know

How to move yourself forward

You were just too afraid to move

Leave the past behind

You must learn to be kind

To yourself

In the long run

When it’s all done

The past is just the past

A forgotten memory

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