heavy steps

these last few days so many things happening
not nice ones..
they bother me till i can't sleep
till i can't breathe well..
it took my appetite away..

my foot feel heavier and heavier to walk
my brain feels slower and smaller to work

i wrote in the park-----------

heavy foot comes, the leaves drift away
drove my eyes down & hypnotized
echo the pitter-patter of hurt in my head
wavy earth shakes my sinful body, there i sway
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why is it so hard to live my faith
i can't run from my faith

to love till i hurt myself
to trust till i be the dummy
to wait till that little hope really comes

i don't want these but wherever i go i still hv to get it.

hopefully this is the last one that i can stay on to
to face my faith and live with it.

dear, i do love you so much no matter how sinful i swayed

the dance was dedicated to you

regards,
miss young