Sunday, September 4, 2011
Turn the car around
I wish I had the power to fix the world. If I did I would wave my magic wand over the earth and watch it blossom. I would sprinkle fairy dust over those I love to make everything all better. I don't have that power and my loved ones seem lost and drifting in a sea of cloudy water - falling to the bottom.
My shoulders are buckling from the burden of their issues. The weight upon me is squashing my soul. If only I could turn the car around - just like the song -
Shattered. Need a change from this burn out town. Stumble around in the pouring rain. No umbrella - no safety net - no shelter.
I sit and contemplate the issues that burn inside my thoughts and why HOW does this happen again and again.
What to do - what to do? How many times do I break till I shatter? I always turn the car around, Why can't they turn the car?