Hollow thoughts, painful tears, amuse me when alone.
Cradled in my own souls arms ,imbodied in this flesh and bone.
The Window to my future is clouded by soil and stains.....
I try to wipe it clean to see clear, but I can't see through the Pane.
I know that I'm thankful for things ,that Just now are mine....
It's just I'm only human, and I do feel sad , sometimes.