My Sorrowful Soul

“Sometimes, a hug can mend a sorrowful soul like mine” – J W M Earnings What’s the point of sorrow when I have tomorrow to look forward to? What’s the big deal with people who just don’t want your help? Is it time to face the fact that I have been wasting away my time? For hours on end, I have wanted to be with you during your tough times The antique clocks of time tick away As the day unwinds…the wicked wind do sway When you are by my side, I feel you, crawling into my heart of dry ice Something in me has died Something horrid has separated us forever Amen to that once sweet sacrifice… I was going to make Now, my life is at stake Goosebumps grow up and down my entire body Everybody…look at everybody… They glance vacantly in our direction I yearn for my future faith to sooth me with affection Oh, my sorrowful soul cannot take this any longer – cease from playing that sad, sad song I am venturing off into obscure dimensions Venture with me for a while…I would never do her wrong and she wanted me all along You belong with me always; for days, I have missed you…these obsessions – Sex is not racing through my mind…but I have dealt with these obsessions Replaying naughty scenes of temporary relief, Then glancing in the mirror in disgust… A lust that turned my hopes into dust But, love is close behind There are many treasures to find Snowed under by the words you sensibly speak so kind I wept for you in winter snowfalls Do you see those glistening waterfalls – Place them in Your jar, Oh God of blessings from afar He shines brilliantly bright like a twinkling star Time slips Away from my finger tips Discard The difficulties…the challenges…the effortless times I’ve had with writing… I can deal with the tasks that test my skills of being a sharp bard Yet, I can’t deal with the tasks of being a fool in school Prudent lips mutter sincerity Whisper it to the wind and pass it on to me Let me hear it…I smile delightfully Misery does tug on our hearts so…so bitterly Bittersweet is your nature, entwined with mine alone Pass on encouragement and hand me the cell phone Dynamically, I dance without a care Keep it down just a hair – I washed away the despair And untangled my hair and unleashed it on the bathroom floor I drown away the regret that’s been making me soaking wet…I swore… I swore in my heart I won’t be infuriated anymore, But I’ve been pushed out of shape Yet, I keep this in mind – there is peace in mind to get rid of grief…a grief that veiled me like a midnight cape Where are you when I need you most? I can’t help but mention you and boast Gnarled trees twist and turn The echoes of gladness and madness have left me…in this wilderness to burn… Kindle the flames Rouse me with royal names, Even though I do not deserve such praise I am going through my atrocious days Sometimes, a hug can mend a sorrowful soul like mine What’s the point of sorrow when I have tomorrow to look forward to? What’s the big deal with people who don’t care if I live or die? Maybe…that sounds selfish to say such a thing like that I can’t help it… the way I deal with the way I feel… is as tricky as killing a gnat Is it time to face the fact that I have been wasting away, never knowing why? Why? Why? Why? Why do I fight the urge to cry? Somber fears Has reduced me to tears The years of my life – Were they not important? Despite all I have done, I cannot forget the strife… Regret not, poor infant…and stomp not on that strong, barely-surviving ant You’re my infant of light You are my flawless friend You built me up with might You are my beginning and end You’re my infant of night You are my sensitive friend Be brave and stay strong, alright? My sorrowful soul…is meeting its end… Waiting for the end of sorrow Unwearyingly do I wait for God’s Tomorrow Spread your wings and fly like a blue-and-green-striped sparrow Our problems will fade But, farewells, I must bade Soon, this quote will be placed in Yesterday’s files: “Sometimes, a hug can mend a sorrowful soul like mine” – J W M Earnings P.S.: Keep a cheerful spirit and wear those smiles - My Sorrowful Soul