I always regret things I
know are real
But my feelings I know
I can't deal
If my heart collapsed
what would I feel
Sometimes I tell myself
I can't keep living
helpless
My mind wants stuff
my heart cant reason
with
My life is like a broken
glass
I can't fix the pieces
from the past
There's a thin line between love and hate.
Both can kill you the same way, many can relate.
Standing on the block, a drive by with the foot on the gas
Police get the news, someone died, they just sit back and laugh
Say "It's just another murder."
No justice be the case.
Kill you from the back yet, smile in your face.
It's just another murder.
Love is pain
Yet hate is the same
The heart filled with the blood of love and joy
Get drained out and broken up like a water toy.
Run to the pastor, speak on how another heart done pass.
He pulls up a chair, put his feet up, just sit back and laugh.
Saying, "It's just another murder."
So I take this pencil and pad and begin to write.
Kill the negative and try to make things right.
Knowledge is filled with pain.
The heart is filled with the same.
Singing the old song, "Working on the Chain Gang" road.
Just waiting on another murder story to be told.
I now stand silently at a forked road,
But do I dare to Dream?
My sun-filled soul screams to be free,
My heardened heart whispers conformity.
But do I dare to Dream?
Still, the question gnaws at my fleeting hopes;
My heardened heart whispers conformity,
Wishing answers were as light as leaves.
Still, the question gnaws at my fleeting hopes,
My sun-filled soul screams to be free...
Wishing answers were as light as leaves,
I now stand silently at a forked road.
To walk alone without a friend or a foe is to live a life alone. How do I achieve such
task which is impossible when human do exist. Do I look through them as a picture
window or transparent object. To walk alone is to be a woman on an island without
a soul. How do I achieve the impossible when my heart is desperate to walk solo.
Can I irradiate humans just to achieve my desire or do I give avert eyes as human beings pass me by. To walk alone, where there are so many homospiens where ever I go is to look but not to see - therefore, I will and must walk alone with my heart and eyes close.
When the mind with numbers grappled
The heart with thoughts dabbled
When the eyes on the ledgers are fixed
The soul with different hues mixed
To keep the different personas
From trespassing I strive hard
When one dominates the other
The other retards
The heart disobeys the mind
The mind reproves the heart
The tug of war continues
The form bearing the wrath
At last the form too rebels
Expressing in its own way
This story is not new
Has spared only a few
Some say follow the mind
Some say follow the heart
But is not the mind incomplete
Without the company of the heart
One signifies necessity
The other desire
To strike a balance between the two
Lies the success of the affair
Never mistake kindness for love
It can be totally selfish
Life for humans not simple dove
Like man who sees a walking dish
It is not love_not from above
Most of what humans want_desire
Is from a heart of self aflame
Selfish motivations transpire
Somehow we ourselves can not tame
Unless in heart Agape love came
The Wars of my life invaded without any signs of warning,
As a result my core has become overheated,
I have begun to go into a "Meltdown" mode,
The flames are consuming me "somebody help!",
My mind tries to "Band Aid" my heart from complete detriment,
Blanketing the flames to a halt as much as it could,
It's no use ,It's redundant.
Inside my docile persona ,
My heart weeps for pacification.
My mind is in combat with each aspect of life,
A verdict cannot be reached ,
Until every part my life has become equable to cope with,
Then I can step out and move on.
Across The Miles
Though we are miles apart
our hearts are intertwined
Though we are miles apart
I can't get you off my mind.
Though we are miles apart
our hearts beat as one
Though we are miles apart
our souls are carried as one.
Though we are miles apart
I wait until the day we meet again
Though we are miles apart
my heart just skips a beat.
Though we are miles apart
our lives were meant to be
Though we are miles apart
In my heart you will always be.
Arlene Burch 2001
this pain i feel is so severe
yet from it i've grown to be strong
the thoughts of ones who live in fear
as big in heart as days are long
i see my mind and heart must meet
so as to overcome the ache
balancing them will bring the heat
but aslo make barriers break
My heart is an organ none like any other
It pumps and pumps giving life to my body,
and whispering symphonies to my brain.
Like stones trod upon it has silently endured pain
It demands my attention, judging with each meal I swallow
It keeps me company thumping...thumping...
Thumping peacefully to my African rhythm.
My heart is a beauty biologists admire,
monitoring its every action, as with an infant fresh from Mama's womb.
It speaks but its intentions misunderstood,
and faces a new nemesis at doing good.
As far as East from West it knows no boundary or Geography
It cherishes that which my mind is unable to,
guiding my decisions through all dilemmas.
My heart is no Professor,
for its wisdom has no limitations or knowledge by words written or told .
My heart, my heart...
Is not mine, but a gift that He has allowed me to borrow.
Sitting alone with nobody to love, watching time fly by fast every second, feeling the pain
of loneliness, my heart beating slowly everyday, all the tears wasted, all the years taken
from me, not knowing the feeling of love, all hope disappearing, all dreams are
shattering, I find myself walking through a field with broken, sharp glass hitting every
part of my body, each day I tell myself things will get better, but at the end of the day, all
I receive is disappointment, as the pain of a broken heart grows, my body becomes
weaker, staying in bed seems like the only thing that makes the pain go away, all I have
left is my torn heart, and my life.......
Your ungenerous heart forbear
Can not understand why
From me a generous reply
As from my easy chair
Face storms of life must them welter
Need warm heart to shelter
Don't understand in life your part
Sometimes wish for release
From stingy ungenerous heart
And go to my grave in peace
I've been down this road that leads nowhere
Just trying to get home again
Oh I wish it was just around this way
But I don't think I'll find it today
No I don't think I'll get out of here
Never get out of here
Each step I take is cold all alone
But I always feel like I get nowhere at all
If only someone could help me ahead
But I've seen no one and no words are said
No I don't think I'll get out of here
But oh, I'll make my way
Then no, it may be quick to say
That all of this will be okay
My heart is lost and my mind moves fast
I don't know how long I can last
It's a long long time since I've seen anyone
Is it me that they don't want to see
Oh it must just be how they are
Still I wish they'd care after I've come so far
And I don't think I'll get out of here
No I'll never get away
Why am I here?
Have I something to fear?
Is the end near?
No, I don't think I'll get out of here
But oh, I'll make my way
Then no, it may be quick to say
That all of this will be okay
My heart is lost and my mind moves fast
I don't know how long I can last
My feelings have being crushed
My feelings have being hurt
My feelings are now in the dirt
You made these tears
Opened up new fears
I know the feeling of true pain
Your ride was insane
Took my heart for a race
Only not to finish
You didn't even come in last place
Hope it was fun
Now that i've landed on the ground
My feelings have being crushed
My feelings have being hurt
Now my feelings sit in the dirt
You woke me up now I'm alert
My heart has being shattered
Now to mend the peices
it feels like numb
when anger strikes your mind
like a boiling water
or a bomb ready to explode
the veins getting tighten
and your heart beats faster
you wished to curse, to hit, to scold
turning into a devil of your own
but why do I have to do that?
Why do I have sacrifice myself
when in the end I might regret
for something I shouldn't have done
It's only to making fun of me
This whole mind and soul
This whole human's feelings
trying to test us for being a real human
I may be angry
But I keep on silence
I better leave and return when I'm cool
Talk things out not like what you do
I don't do fist, or yells, or curse
I think, I'm unwind, I talk
That's the different between you and me
I live with my heart and the help of my mind
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