<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=436849" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Could Not Sit...Still!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">From me, <br>I had to remove the blues.<br>Too uncertain became my needs.<br>I could breathe...<br>But it was not done freely.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From me, <br>The moods would shift.<br>As if a splitting away of focus, <br>Had been permitted.<br>And I could not sit...still! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">From me, <br>Excuses I would give...<br>Others refused to accept.<br>The actions I had taken next, <br>Were to sulk and brood.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From me, <br>I began to see energized light.<br>And inspite of my self centeredness, <br>There was something within me that existed.<br>I could not resist it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I knew then, <br>From me that darkness sat.<br>And I alone welcomed it by invitation.<br>No other fingerprints were on the doors, <br>And windows I chose to close. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I could not sit...still.<br>Until the doors and windows, <br>Were again reopened...<br>Onto a world I chose, <br>To keep closed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And...<br>I could not sit...still.<br>Remembering, <br>It was I who had consciously...<br>Did this.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Remembering, <br>My own footsteps I chose to quiet.<br>And it was I who now grew tired, <br>Of the darkness I inspired.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=436849" data-title="I Could Not Sit...Still! de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="From me, I had to remove the blues. Too uncertain became my needs. I could breathe... But it was not done freely. From me, The moods would shift. As if a splitting away of focus, Had been permitted. And I could not sit...still! From me, Exc..."></div> </div> </div>

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