Pain

The troubled soul seeks out to mend The wound it carries everyday. But hope remains its only friend When fear cannot be cast away. The future once a vivid truth. The past a simple loss in time. My flesh and blood burned hot in youth No grade or slope to high to climb. The fever found in vision's quest Eclipses temporary pain. But souls must find a place to rest Before the pain begins to reign. Our frantic lives in frenzy find (It is the nature of the beast) The loss of love destroys the mind To interupt life's simple feast. So let the soul be still Give it a chance to heal Release the iron will Reclaim the willow's zeal