A Word With My Soul

So vivacious you are, Purifying and invigorating, Changing, becoming bewildered, With despondent moods perplexing. Stimulation to cry, urging sadness, A misunderstanding with confusion, Encircling the shattered body where you exist, Manipulated by evil deeds and illusion. Residing closely within me, It was not in my ear you breathed, Only into the heart, you whispered, Where a dagger became sheathed. Mingling inside me yearning for more, Constantly plunging into my weakness, Without words or communication, Only to compassion in bleakness. My God has an unspeakable truth, Rooted within the depths of emotions, Castigating me into a false living, With a soul so stubborn and ferocious.