PLACES

this is where it ends..
the beginning has passed..
no time for blaming anyone..
it's up to me now..
I have to get it together..
and I will find a way..
one step at a time..
and I'll be just fine..
you don't have to worry..
I'll make it out alive..
this is where it starts..
beginning of a new way..
a world full of parts..
pieces that are made..
and I will run and run to the horizon..
just to see the light..
and if you are there just to smile..
that's all I could ask for..
i can't refuse to copy your way..
simple stage that played..
and now I'm full of it..
I'll beat it through..

[justin dean kidson poemz]