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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Beyond the more that we hope for.



Everyone lies,

Constantly trying to be who we are not.

We lie to our friends

And we lie to ourselves.


Why do we try to keep score?

Trying constantly to be what we are not?

Breaking hearts in a bid for fame,

When in the end we are to blame.


I wonder what I want;

Maybe it is the open road,

With the woman that I Love beside me.

Yet it is more than that.


More to this Life than a simple idea

And I find that I am looking forward,

Forward towards becoming a child again.

To the place where; "I Love You" is simple to say

And not a hard word to utter, in a getaway.


To be childlike and pure again,

Where wonder is around the corner

And adventure awaits at every turn.

I want to be Brave again.


For so long fear has had a passanger seat,

Now it is my turn to be Brave.

For my heart is young and wild,

No matter how old I become.

Today and every day after;

I choose to Be Brave.


And one day I will be pure,

The process and journey is long and hard.

But one day and not by my effort.

My being will be pure,

For Love has made me secure.

Submitted: August 06, 2018

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