Mad Man's Heart

I want to write but cannot, My heart is in no place, It is reeking with unknown feeling, A bleak spectrum of feeling, So fused to be separated. I want to cry but no tears swell, I want to yawp but no sound comes, I want to live but no heart beats. When will I find a home? Where I will lie down and sleep? With a dream I set my foot forward; A dream of a new home; I place to laugh and swirl, Where my heart finds its peace.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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March 19, 2017 at 11:07 AM
I can so relate to your poem, so much sadness there, but also the hope of a new home, a new future. Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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