Reaching Out, by LostSoul Subscribe to rss feed for LostSoul

Let me take your hand
And show you the sands
For each little grain
Is part of pain
And each part of pain
Is another gain

For if you have felt pain
Then you will truly know gain
For I choose the life of sane

I believe in modesty
And honesty

I believe in giving
Not receiving

The life I live is choice
For each choice lies a voice

I will set you free
When you wanna be
I will let you stay
If you say

My world is open
My arms wide 
Grab it if you must
But let go if I can't trust
And let me ride in the dust

My hand is out
Reaching out
You only have one shot
Because that's enough

The rest is up to you...
Posted: 2009-01-28 05:23:57 UTC

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2009-02-16 19:41:16Azure Faye
hey I loved your poem; it was great. superfish

2009-02-16 21:20:35LostSoul
Thank you Azure...always love your comments.

2009-03-03 18:48:44sweetNsour
i like it-its real i could see and feel as i read