Months of darkness fall upon my torn heart,
leaving fragile dreams within a shadow's cage.
My human shell drifts upon despair's ocean,
begging for heaven's light to shine upon my life's stage.
Grief's clouds dim my soul's true vision,
and floods of troubles erode my hope's earth.
My weary bones wander through life's harsh journey,
searching for the tender seed of love's birth.
Loneliness dances deep into my music box of emotions,
wounding my tired heart with broken songs.
As I filter through each fluttering memory,
my thoughts reflect upon rivers of wrongs.
I endlessly search for the elusive light of happiness
that seems to shine for everybody but me.
Waves of sorrows wash my mortal face,
while my soul's stained windows long to be free.
Copyright © Angie Sharp