Turn the Page.

My heart races as time runs by too quick to notice standing still is I, warmed by the days burden full from the nights closing curtain, pen to paper my thoughts take over scribbles lines phrases on the paper they cover, flashes of a time of a place far away searching for lines that still hide from the day, inside roams a child within outside a cast of some one he calls a friend, miss spelled thoughts for thats how I see it in my head,jumbled words always misread, a laugh from he who is within a laugh for today he knows it was a sin, the heart scared from a lesson learned long ago in many words it shows, yet the bitter taste in my mouth isn't remorse suppressed anger are a pity party of doubt, its the mornings coffee, the rest I let it all go years before now I just write to set it free, for it's not what I'm going through but how I made it through, look at the faces that fill the streets inside of them are poems words phrases they keep, some times you can't make on your own and they don't know we don't have to go it alone stop...look around you...your not alone...let it go...your not the only one smile and some one will smile back at you lend a hand know now where you stand, the past is there to show how we aged the present is before us lets turn the page, we all lived life's we never chose but how we are now is our choice this we must know, get over it move on stop ...theres so much time to change... your life this moment is for not, you are...two words easy enough to say ...the words that come after... are for you to display, I am some one, I am..., how would you finish it?what words fit?I am... this is just a moment in our lives a moment to remember are forget moments in our eyes, this write is just that words I wanted to say lines I wanted to display, not looking for nothing in return I just wanted to write and now this page I will turn.