A Burning Seed
“A Burning Seed”
Surrounded by love, By I still cant move.
My vinyl is spinning, Without the needle in the groove.
My thoughts and passions burn without a chance of escape,
Overwhelmed with chains I fear will never break.
I want to stand tall and burst into sprint. . .
But reality dawns like a permanent splint.
Sunshine is irrelevant, Contentment seems so far,
Always being pipped at the post, Or putting it over the bar.
I see success around me every single day,
My only peace and sanity when I hear my children play.
Their my only thread of platinum in a cosmos made of coal,
There strength, Courage, And happiness will remain my only goal.
Copyright © Edward Micheals | Year Posted 2015
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