O Troubled Soul ...
I AM FREELY IN BONDAGE
YET, PEOPLE THINK ALL IS WELL
BUT I DO KNOW THAT IT'S NOT
MY LIFE I SO CONFINED IN AN AREA
MOVING FREELY YET UNCOMFORTABLE
MY HEART NEVER STOPS RACING
MY SOUL UNSETTLED
MY SPIRIT ACTS FUNNY
MY SHADOW SEEMS SO WORRIED
MY HEART IS TROUBLED
MY SHOULDERS ARE HEAVY
MY EYES ARE FILLED WITH TEARS
O DEAR, I NEED A BEAR HUG
I'M FILLED WITH LOTS OF WORDS TO SAY
I NEED A GOOD LISTENER
AN EAR TO HEAR ME OUT
A COMPANION TO STOP ME FROM BROODING
A SMILEY FACE TO INFECT ME WITH SMILES
AND ABOVE ALL,
GOD, TO HELP THIS POOR TROUBLED HEART !!!
SOBS!!!
Copyright © Dharmy Della | Year Posted 2009
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