Find Yourself Love (Unfinished) Poem by Lance Mead

Find Yourself Love (Unfinished)



Find yourself love
Or find yourself lust
One is true Happiness
one is a must
or is it a might
But which is the right
So what's it to be
For if you love something
Then you are truly free
But the lady of lust
Will never see
What life is like
Without total trust
She doesn't have the key
To understand what life could be

Crushed stolen thoughts and
an embroided silk valance
An uncertain life
Hangs in the balance

Worship ones self
But not to the extent
Where you lose sight of love
And end up hell bent
On destruction of yourself
And so many others
Because of the actions of one
Or previous lovers

Generate sweet memories
of things you've cherished
But remember the bad
times that seem so perished
For life is of equals
There is no good without bad
And No fun in the moment
Without the past and the sad
You never miss what you've got
Only what you had
And it won't be till its gone
Then you'll never belong
Feeling so wrong
About the choices you've made
And what cards in life
You should of played
What happens if you leave
Or even stayed

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