The Gatekeepers of My Soul
In the deep blue realms of sadness
Floats the madness of my soul
No happy childhood dreams to cling to
No cherished memories left to hold
A crippled smile hides the weary miles
And scars carved deep within my heart
Ive searched this world for better horizons
But it seems those aspirations fall apart
Ive questioned God of my creation
And the reasons why im hear
But every time i think i see the light
The vision slowly disappears.
So ive made friends within these four walls
With the gate keepers of my soul
And i cozy up to my madness
Alone in the dark and cold.
Copyright © Carl Fraser | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment