Trust Your Gut (TYG)

I’m being told how to live.

I trusted my gut; that’s what I did.

I’m growing old today and tomorrow.

I’m growing old of yesterday’s sorrow.

I trusted my gut all the same

avoiding the regret that never came.

I trusted this feeling till’ the very end.

I trusted my gut, a loyal friend

Story of a Friend’s Ship

Lost at sea in a hollowed-out tree,

we float out further chasing the light.

Back and fourth, waves hit you and me

as the things we’ve seen leave our sight.

Picking up speed, we push towards tomorrow

hoping that we can make it past,

The effort put in leaves no sorrow

while the time we’re given doesn’t last.

Inch by inch, our speed only goes up

leaving no time to wade in the water.

Now feeling like a half-empty cup,

the sunshine faded but I wasn’t bothered.

I’m in a friend’s ship and I hold on tightly

as we share the same quest.

The storm is here, oh boy, is it frightening

but we sail on through and give it our best.

The friend’s ship rocked day after day

but pushed through the times of struggle.

The ship never sank and I’m here to say

that a friend’s ship saved me from trouble.