Even a dead man could survive with hope !

Worry not
Think what you got
Forget lost
Paid the cost

Love in heart to keep
Fear not to weep
Be strong to to leap
To dive in trouble deep

Hurting hearts to beat
A smile ever a treat
Victory in every defeat
At hell's gate to meet

No matter what they say
Let love define the way
From heart tis words to say
Let all have joy under sun's ray

how do I know
if words that clog my throat
and finally spew out
are worthy to be read?

how do I know
whether my thoughts
arrive as I have meant them

survive the transition
from notions
  into words?

Springtime rain pays no attention
To everything that might get wet.
Yes, it stresses comprehension.
Springtime rain pays no attention
Rain creates a new dimension
And gets most everyone upset.
Springtime rain pays no attention
To everything that might get wet.
ljm

you’ve stolen so much of my soul,
i’m still trying to remember who i was