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Posted by blamethebanjo on Monday, May 12, 2008
Shattered laying on the ground in too many pieces to put together.I wouldn't know where they all fit. I never did. Oh, how I have longed for the things that cannot be and dreamed the dreams I dared not for fear that through my fingers they would run and my grasp too slow to catch them.
Indeed I cannot hold on to what is not there and the loudest cries from my heart bring no comfort.There is no peace for on all sides I am pulled until I come apart.Unable to stand or crawl toward any reprise I am hopeless in my suffering.Screaming from the depths of the sea whose ears will my plea reach?
I have learned of love and understanding.I have been heard saying I knew them well.Forgiveness, you were my hope do you betray me as well? Falling when there is no bottom grasping at air how can I pretend to walk on solid ground.The Earth has moved itself from my feet not allowing sure footing.My enemies find joy in my sorrow.
The weight of my own heart is a burden and I cannot carry it.There it lies,shattered on the ground in too many pieces to put together.Broken.Broken.
DandyRandy Says:
Tuesday, May 13, 2008 @6:32:37 AM
Nice writing. Depressing sentiments, but many times our reality. The question becomes, what do we do with it?
blamethebanjo Says:
Tuesday, May 13, 2008 @6:40:40 AM
Thanks, I was trying to express the feeling of deep hurt most of us face at some time in our life and it is depressing and sad.The dealing with it part is the big question no doubt.
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