The Blankness

The Blankness

Before I started to write

the page was blank and the page was white

my thoughts ready to flow onto the canvas like a piece of art

but its not just pen and paper its emotions expressed from the heart

close in relation but yet so far apart

can these dreams of mine become a reality

or are these farfetched thoughts leading me to a fatality

only time will tell I guess

like a man on his knees praying his lady will say yes

or the young boy playing his best so the coach he will impress

crazy that we’ve come so far and still have a way to go

planting our seeds, watering them, and watching them grow

remembering the process wasn’t fast but slow

but eventually the seeds become flowers

and the reward is great and well worth the hard-working hours

an all important page of your life is now completed

but now is not the time to become conceited

because that is when pride will come along and you will be defeated

its time to pick up the pen and start to write again

time to help others who are going through a lot of pain

this page even bigger than the last

a chance to change many a person’s painful past

a chance to be the star in the movie “life” being a part of the all important cast

and no the story does not end there

and yes I still have a lot more to share

but its time for me to refill the pen with some more ink

time for you to decide whether you gonna let this ship sink

or turn it all around, share this story, and start to make others think