Burnt Earth and Frozen Hearths

The older I get, The more more I realize how meaningless to people In their mind, do I sit You can send them text after text Be it friends or family, It only burdens the one reaching out It makes my intentions feel like a wreck I know I may not be the smartest or most successful But I feel like my value should not be weighed with that in set But I guess people are mostly vain Even if they say they believe in God, go to church, make amends Most of its just for show to hide the rain Either for themselves or others that they are in debt I know my poems these days are depressing chunks of sorrow that the world reflects As the world burns in the cold, their hearts frozen like stone As the empire of the world tightens It's grip Choking and attacking the light that we still kept Smoking out the childlike feelings that most of us now neglect I just wish to find peace in my life as time begins to stretch While the days shorten and nights grow longer... It falls slower in the distance but speeds up like a baseball catch Maybe one day the Ice around everyones heart will be thawed out and brought rest After the tribulation that everyone will endure during the this end time tsunami seashore/fetch Maybe it will wash up on longing and peaceful mountains of joyous lore As I search within myself until then, digging up gold that I didn't know I bore.