Nostalgia for the ‘Mistress of the Sea’
I’m thinking,
I’m reasoning,
My mind is allowing its veins to paint,
I’m feeling,
I’m experiencing,
My heart is allowing its muscles to breath.
Do I not feel pain?
Do I not feel shame?
Do I not feel hurt?
Do I not regret?
Am I not human?
Are we not human?
I have no right,
After what I’ve done,
I have no say,
Because I caused harm,
Then again I had to sway,
For who hasn’t in many or a few sum,
Made mistakes and wronged their way?
But I made a choice,
And I am happy,
Though it may not mean a lot,
But it means the world to me.
Just a year ago I just wasn’t,
Though with company of others,
I tried not to think about you,
But somehow I couldn’t,
Loyal as I was,
And I stand corrected,
Innocent as I was,
I treated myself being rejected.
Just 2 years ago I was ignorant,
Being somebody else,
I tried not to be angry all the time,
But somehow I just gave in,
Succumb to doubtful behavior,
In no warnings,
Looking for a savior,
To mend my longings.
Just 3 years ago i walked away,
A long walk away from you,
Made plenty of mistakes,
Hurt many and made ‘em feel blue,
Lose many friends ,
Made many unnecessary decisions,
Risking my many chances,
Placed myself in uncertain conditions.
Now that I’ve made a choice,
I do not know whether right or wrong,
But it is still a choice,
To be with you for long,
To once n for all bury my hatchet,
Though I cannot say the same,
Bout others who are still bitter n filled with hatred.
Now that I’ve made a choice,
To make amends in ways that I can,
To carry the judgmental critiques with my own hands,
To be just and faithful in amounts more than I can,
To live life with you through straights and bends,
To be grateful for you who is God sent.
Perhaps this is for the better or for the worst,
That I’ve wasted years in searching,
For something I actually had,
And without you I have nothing.
I will tell others if they ask,
Perhaps this is for the better or for the worst,
But the risk is my own to bear,
With you alone to share.
Even if I think of people that have been dear to me,
That have been close to me in the past,
Perhaps this is for the better or for the worst,
But their forgiveness I dare not ask.
And if my dear you would to ask,
If I am sure of giving my heart to you,
There can never be something I’m more certain of,
Even if this is for the better or for the worst.
Happy 22th Birthday Cassiemarie Yang Yin Yee…
Lots of love,
Dan
September 14th, 2007 at 5:29 am
Thank you bass player