This Is My Heart
I often look too the stars for my future, and yet tomorrow seems an eternity away,
The mere thought process haunts my days, and like years apart it prolongs my nights,
Dreams I once had that twinkled in my eye, like God's star skies have now but all faded out, into the infintely expanding world,
My mind is screaming out in an insanity, my heart broken like bones of pearl,
Pushing my way through a time that seems to be standing still,
Laying on my bed, so alone and still almost like an empty grave,
Trying to get up to see what's going on around me, only to be beaten back down brutally by the sins of the world,
My heart and soul now black and blue, strives for life,
Only to show emotion by a mask, by which it covers my true feelings inside,
Who do I trust, who will love me next?
Realizing that my insides are now dark and cold,
I begin to reach for those around me, only to find that I'm grasping for mere illusions on the wall,
Running through each loop hole of life like a run-away train going faster and faster toward a never ending cliff,
Then silence, its then that I realize I haven't moved from my bed at all,
The dawn of a new day is upon me, and I'm given another chance to make things right,
That day.........is today.
Copyright © Paul Wood | Year Posted 2021
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