Sorrow

As my dreaded alarm clock rang aloud, signaling the end of my peaceful slumber, I stole a glance at my calendar- 31st of May year 2009. In a little over a week; 8 days to be precise, something important will take place and nobody will remember it, nobody will celebrate it, nobody will care for it.

Even I don't know what the event is, for, I simply just crossed out that date on my calendar and conveniently forgot to add a footnote...I was hoping that the pretext of an important event would help me remember.

Casting that aside, I had set my alarm to wake me in time for a little midnight hunting. Loading up my Glock 21 and my trusty Benelli M4 Super 90 to the teeth with 9mm hollow points and 12 gauge buck shots, I was ready for my little hunting trip.

Leaving the house, I decided against driving to the hunting point since it was a little less than a mile away and so I decided to hoof it instead. During my walk, I found myself reflecting upon my past and how disappointing it was. There were times when I was a plain jerk; and that was almost all the time, times when I was obnoxious and repulsive. Oh, how I wish I could take back words and actions that were said and done in the past. A look up and a hard bang on a sign pole brought me back to reality..."YAUTCHZA!!! What in the blue blazes is this dratted sign doing here!" reading it, it said "State Game Land 42, Westmoreland County".

That sign had always been there ever since the first day I started hunting in this county and it was placed there by the very people who cared about others in case they got lost, the sign would give them their bearings but, I never noticed it until a second ago. I had been so engrossed in my thoughts that I never really noticed...but, when I think about it, we all pass by everyday taking others' care and concern for granted until it's gone then we long for it...but, once in a while, God has a tendency to grant us second chances.

Speaking of second chances, I hope my friends can find it in their heart to forgive me for my past wrongdoings and allow me a new beginning...but we all know nobody will forgive my past

this old guitar

This old guitar taught me to sing a love song
It showed me how to laugh and how to cry
It introduced me to some friends of mine
And brightened up some days
It helped me make it through some lonely nights
Oh, what a friend to have on a cold and lonely night

This old guitar gave me my lovely lady
It opened up her eyes and ears to me
It brought us close together
I guess it broke her heart
It opened up the space for us to be
What a lovely place and a lovely space to be

This old guitar gave me my life my living
All the things you know I love to do
To serenade the stars that shine
From a sunny mountainside
Most of all to sing my songs for you
I love to sing my songs for you
Yes, I do, you know
I love to sing my songs for you

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Midnight, I awoke, under the shade of what seemed to be an ash tree. "How long have I been asleep?" I asked myself, looking up through the gaps in between leaves I saw the moon shining down upon me, illuminating all my surroundings. Looking around me I saw a girl, someone familiar, but I couldn't place her at the time. It was like I've seen her somewhere and talked to her before, however, that part of my memory seemed fuzzy.

Walking over to where she stood, catching glimpses of her face, it was truly a masterpiece. She had pale skin that looked almost flawless in the glow of the silvery moon. As she became aware of my presence, a turn of her head and with it a smile that seemed more to herself than as acknowledgment to someone. Five steps later and the image of her seemed to flicker and a few seconds after, it was almost as if she was only an apparition. Now, I am truly alone and left to my own devices, with no sign of salvation or anyone to help me.

song to best describe my life...

Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
You tell me your blue skies fade to grey
You tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces everytime
And I don't need no carryin' on

Because you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

Well, you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carryin' on

You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day

(Oh.. What a horrible day..)

Sometimes the system goes on the blink
And the whole thing turns out wrong
You might not make it back and you know
That you could be well oh that strong
And I'm not wrong (ahhh...)

So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh, you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

'Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You've seen what you like
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day

(Oh, yeah, yeaaah, yeah)
Had a bad day
(Oh, had a bad day)
Had a bad day
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeeeeah)
Had a bad day
(Oh, had a bad day)
Had a bad day...
Had a bad day...