Two weeks to deadline

Two weeks to dead line

Two week dead line as I sit on the 18 foot roof
As I sit there with feet shins and legs paining
Hands so sore I couldn`t pick up my hot cup of joe that morning at the crack of dawn
feelin like shit but yet such a amazing feeling That I could fly of that roof
I didn`t back down
I didn`t quit
I didn`t Give up
If you were to ask me two weeks ago ``What are you going to build``
I would have said `` a garage``
But Still as I sit on the roof On the hot layed metal I put blood And sweat into hours ago
I didn`t just build a garage
I build
I pushed
I bled
myself
I`m just a little bit stronger
Just a bit more prouder
and as I climb down the shitty ladder scared to set a cup of coffee
Without it braking
I realize I have to build Myself up
Build it just a little bit stronger
Everyday We work
Either hard labor
Or hard metal labor
Barely abell to take off my nail bag
With A smile on my face
A new chapter Open In my life
I get in the old halftun truck
and drive away as the sunsets
I know I did my best
I know I'll rest good tonight

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My two weeks

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ashes_twisted's picture

I wish..

I could see it.
Your "garage" .. no.
Your "Castle"

I find myself smiling.
I find inside myself a true emotion..
Thank you Snow for sharing this astonishing write.
^_^


"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

Snow's picture

awh Thank you ashes <3

=]


“Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow.”

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Your most welcome..

My dear little afflatus.
<3


"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo

allets's picture

The Work Song

To tired to think, I remember being drained coming home to start my other job, the kid...nice feel to this one
~~Lady A