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I’m Hoping This Madness Will Stay

by The Rev. Theresa Jackson


When you turned me out - I didn't scream and shout.
There was nothing to say - you did things that way.
Now it's time for a new attitude,
And I don't care if you think it's rude,
Cause I'm dancin’ my sadness away,
And I'm hopin’ this madness will stay!

‘Cause Baby it's fadin’, and I know that I'm tradin’
My tears for a smile, and I'm goin’ in style,
’Cause I'm dancin’ my sadness away,
And I'm hopin this madness will stay!

I've made my decision - now that I'm livin’
Without you, you see, this time's just for me,
And I'll make it alright, cause I'll shake it tonight.
Yes I'm dancin’ my sadness away,
And I'm hopin’ this madness will stay!

‘Cause Baby it's fadin’, and I know that I'm tradin’
My tears for a smile, and I'm goin’ in style,
’Cause I'm dancin’ my sadness away,
And I'm hopin’ this madness will stay!

Hope I see the day when you come back my way.
There won't be a return, and I hope that you burn
In your own living hell that I once knew so well.
Yes I'm dancin’ my sadness away,
And I'm hopin’ this madness will stay!

Cause Baby it's fadin’, and I know that I'm tradin’
My tears for a smile, and I'm goin’ in style,
’Cause I'm dancin’ my sadness away,
And I'm hopin’ this madness will stay!


© 2004 The Rev. Theresa Jackson

Theresa Jackson is a 50ish going on 29 year old lady trying desperately to figure out what to do with the rest of her life. She has lived in Sunny Fort Lauderdale, Florida all her life. She has been married four times and will NEVER pull that stunt again! Due to several tragedies in her life she has a couple of unfinished book projects and a script about these Tragedies that need to be finished. A fire recently gutted her home and took  practically everything she owned and killed the beautiful talking Cockatoo she'd had since it was a Baby! She is heartbroken, homeless, and currently living with her youngest son, Chip. She only submitted these poems as a feeler to see if anyone liked what she had to say. Their acceptance brightened her day and her attitude. She just may go forward with her projects now, and has Aphelion to thank for that.

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