Searching for keys to unlock the future
Bound to this circle this worn out path
Why must the past haunt
Why must the past torture
Why must I be chased by a venomous vulture

Found many of doors and knocked on a plenty
But the hallway so long
The hallway so empty

No welcome mat can be seen
By any of the passages
What must I do
What should I think
What should I stay in this boat or jump out and watch it sink

My paddles are gone
I just want to let my heart sing
But I can't find the words I haven't a song

Do what I must
Run I cannot
When will this end
When shall I see
When can I stop and stand ground and no longer flee

I will just jump in my lonely little puddles
Thats what I know best
Either that or continue to write all these rambles

Turning the hose on for Chris to make him a bunch of puddles...

thanks teddy

oh chris, chris

chin up my friend

It is Jamie thanks for posting

write on my friend, i will always read what you are rambling on about

thanks Dana

thanks for posting Jodi