Honor

Sometimes in life we seem to do the unthinkable just to achieve the unheard of. We only love the cold in the summer as in we only love the heat in the winter. We laugh and dance as the seasons change though time stays the same. Trap in a moment forever feeling joy and Shame. High on life and drugs wonder how much more time left we have to see. On a rollercoaster at the button of the hill looking back at the fall I just came. From not wanting, to having, to wishing I had. Like existing, to living, then pushed back to existing. Hate to say I know now what I always been missing. Picture so perfect such a site to see. Awaiting glory to call my name to wherever you may be your honor.