If ever i am to fall in love ..

can i stop myself from falling , it seems like a long way down

 lke falling off a cliff , and free falling ..none to hear my scream on the way down..

it sad to say im kind of scared of love , its left its scars on me …

but i can’t say that im not willing to ever fall in love again..

only that it hurts .. when loves ends .. but does it truly end or just change …

still i wonder .. will i answer true love’s call ..

 will i love with no reservation

 will i trust with no reservation

 will i respect a man , the way i once did…

 or will i run in fear .. in fear of knowing what could go wrong …

Love is patient , love is kind ..

My heart is not stone , yets still it feels like stone sometimes ..

my tears are not oceans yet sometimes they feel like oceans..

hands are not weapons yet sometimes  they feel like guns ..

my tongue is not a sword yet it can cut like a knife .. 

my feet  have walked many miles on this journey called life .. yet some of you only see a small number of steps ive travelled the others are hidden under the sand …

my body shows barely a sign of aging yet i feel .. different somehow.. my hair is not grey yet somehow i have have some wisedom , my bones are not old , yet my body aches from the long journey .. my feet arenot broken yet , somehow i feel their scars

my eyes are my eyes alone , you cannot see  what i’ve seen unless you have travelled on my journey with me , and even that journey is your own..