Deep In The Forrest

It's very hard to sum-up how I am feeling tonight. It's a strange melancholy. I am mixed up between getting the holiday spirit and thoughts of organizing my house and decorating with festive bells and whistles, and trying to shield myself from cold, hard realities. I would go into it right now if I could, but I really don't have all of the words to illustrate everything that's in my heart. However, I will forewarn you that the next few days, while I am trying to work it out, there may be some depressing, emotional posts. So if you don't want to get dragged under my painful current, then read with caution. Innocence is fleeting, I should've had a harder life to prepare me for some of the things that I am going to have to go through in these next years, but up until now, nothing has really 'stepped up' to play the part of the teacher, I guess you could say. For now, I go to gather my thoughts... and to prevent further 'rambling', I am just going to...

This just crossed my mind, and I thought I would share a new poem. I can't speak the dedication. It is more important to protect an innocent season that still has a chance to blossom from spring to summer. "Stolen" (new, written by me) © 2007 Jacqueline Wood I am that same girl just hidden under skin scratch the wound open see just where I've been Once like you with hopes and dreams and thoughts of knowing all Who'd have thought when you were small you had such power to take it all take it all away? What if you knew what your existence brought? What if you knew how hard I fought, to forget it all and start so new and push away the memory that there ever was a time it was any different than the now? What would you do if someone like you changed your life forever for good or for the better? How would you feel, if he traded in your sunrise for million a rainy day? What if he too went away? Took your innocence along, could you be so strong? How about forgiveness... i...