This ain't my story

I don't say that these words are my own
Or that they have never been written before
All I say is that this is how I feel

Judge me not for nothing is completely true
For what you see is what you want to see

Love me not for what you feel is me in a distant past
For thoughts change, people change

Promise of the passing time

A moment in life you have waited for

Has passed by and you didn’t see it

You don’t remember a knock on the door

You don’t remember a touch on the forehead

All you see is the traces of sand left behind

All you feel is the comfort in your heart

That the promise was kept.

The moment that takes the pain out of the past

The moment that takes away the fear of the future

The moment that makes everything perfect

Shall visit you when you least expect

You would never know when, but it would, my friend.

In the meantime, my friend, 

Don’t let the bitterness of all that has happened make you bitter

Don’t forget everything is beautiful if only you have the courage to make it beautiful

Don’t forget to be happy because happiness is only a choice

Don’t forget the people who stood by you…till that moment arrives!

There shall be that day as well

When the guilty feet revisit your paradise

You wonder what are they looking for in the ashes

Bones? but it was not body that was set on fire

You would have nothing to offer, no forgiveness, not even pity

And the paradise you are rebuilding has no place for the guilty

So that day shall pass too leaving no footprints …my friend!