Missing

About 10 years ago, I wrote music (Well, lyrics.  I don’t have a musical bone in my body as I am completely tone deaf lol…although I did learn a few chords on the guitar that I’m still ok at playing) whenever I had time.  It was usually in lonely or difficult/discouraging times in high school or college.  I think the last time I wrote anything was sometime in the middle of college, but sometimes things happen that just make me write…like it’s the only way to control my thoughts when everything else doesn’t make sense.  Plus, it’s very therapeutic.  So, here is “Missing”

MISSING

The missing piece leaves me puzzled.  It keeps my mind worried.

Time is never on my side no matter what’s happening

I can already imagine how this will end

I don’t want to be weak, moving along in slow motion

It won’t leave my mind, I don’t have answers

When missing a life, I’m so unsure

With the hurt, I am broken

With my doubt, I am hoping

So, I carry on, carry on, carry on,

I’m gonna carry on for us

This missing light makes me fall down while darkness comes in

I try so hard to see through it, looking for normal within

I still stand up and fight so this won’t ruin me

The pain will stay for a while. But one day I’ll find healing.

It won’t leave my mind, I don’t have answers

When missing a life, I’m so unsure

With the hurt, I am broken

With my doubt, I am hoping

So, I carry on, carry on, carry on,

I’m gonna carry on for us

I’m just trying to understand

And this was never part of my plan

I’m just trying not to come undone

Please don’t take this away again

The missing dream that I have always longed for

Don’t let it slip away from me, Give me faith to be stronger

It won’t leave my mind, I don’t have answers

When missing a life, I’m so unsure

With the hurt, I am broken

With my doubt, I am hoping

So, I carry on, carry on, carry on,

I’m gonna carry on for us

So I carry on (I still carry on), I carry on (I still carry on), I carry on (keep carrying on),

I'm gonna carry on for us

So I carry on (I still carry on), I carry on (I still carry on), I carry on (I still carry on),

I'm gonna carry on for us

September was a hard month…Octobers usually make things a little better.  I have hope.  It's ok to be hopeful in uncertain parts of your life. Don't let someone try to take that hope away from you.  Thankful for the hugs and support of my Hubby, little girl, and a few others close to us.

Love,

Leslie