Some Magic Or Secret Known

i fiddled with the violin and cried into the wind zephyr blows into my face the contact has me in i tried to play a happy song the tune turned me down a minor step did me wrong i wish to kiss your crown i tried to lift my spirit high the sacred sense just burned my panic stayed right behind no matter how fast i turn not hungry at supper time when prompted i relent life and her gracious gifts where has my staple went? what ive lost i did not know healing time still tells surrounded by a drout and doubt my cry can fill our wells tired as the numbers spin a clock and planets too some time ago my star has fell a wish did not come true my, its fairly cold just i and endless void wish i had a helping hand or loyal little droid i feel this and then its gone is it relative or real? the passing waves particular what if i never heal? be patient, they say to me this town is small, the world also moms wisdom helps me breathe a changing state, no hill too high adapt and overcome playing safe, my chance escape no pill will help this one take the hit and settle in maybe ill walk and ground stumble by my funny side where joy might still be found or is it my wit? playing with some minds a rhythm, in my written a pattern exercise whatever i say poems are play exploring i deeply reflect once i get a perfect set the wording helps me rest pressing on im feeling right some magic or secret known the only path for broken hearts is building one on your own