Lost In Imagination

Lost in an over worked, imaginative mind. Seemingly forgotten, by positive humankind, Mind thinking, always-sending waves combined. To which only I can relate, compile and find. These visions and waves are not my bewilderment. My sadness, created from my sole sentiment. Accumulation of years of no tears, ever wept. Makes my heart, soul hardened and kept, Without any release of emotion, my aches evolve. Into anarchy of body and mind, as they dissolve, The spirit, of man or woman, of this passing age, Sending them, beyond the passage of human rage, Each new day, overwhelms me, more and more to see. That I feel my passing stages as waves, of a violent sea, date written 4/13/2006 Written by Cecil Hickman Visions of happiness, visit briefly, to make a smile appear. Repeatedly, my breaking heart, completely reappear. Will my destined time, come before, I am free of this plight? I wait the moment, that I will fly the cherished flight.