Me
My heart is nothing but a hole,
Filled with this cold... wet... winter snow.
My heart so heavy with pain,
It bleeds with the drenching spring rains.
My mind so clouded like the early morning sky's,
I can't seem to think straight,
so I do what I hadn't allowed,
I cry.....
Inside my body my soul seems confused,
Battered up it's been abused.
Thunder roars through the night and my insides
Screams out with it.
Gotta pick myself up and move on with it.
I'm at war with the good and the bad in myself,
Hoping GOD will help me put together what left..
I've struggled along time learning to love and become a better me.
There's so much that has kept me blinded.
Live , Life , Learn , that's what I'm finding.
Copyright © Carolyn Oclaire | Year Posted 2012
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