Write about your strongest memory of heart-pounding belly-twisting nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond?
Sometimes when i’m alone i cry, Cause am on my own. The tears i cry are bitter and warm. They flow with life but take no form. I find it difficult to carry on. If i had an ear to confide in. I would cry among my treasured friend, But who do you know that stops that long, To help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, So painful and sad. And sometimes…..i cry and no one cares about why.