I WAITED FOR YOU NEXT TO NATURE
YOU WAITED FOR ME IN THE STARS
THE AUTUMN MOON STOOD BETWEEN
LIGHTING THE PATH FOR US TO JOIN
CLOUDS BECAME OUR STEPPING STONES
UP AND DOWN GODS RAINBOW
OF LOVE AND PROMISE
Happiness an emotion shown by smiles, laughter
and sometimes happy tears
Some are happy all the time or in between fears
Some never achieve that euphoric state
Learn and know only how to hate
I believe happiness is there the day we are born
Life and it’s circumstances erode happiness
from our souls.
I don’t trust happiness, I don’t trust anyone
Never have never will
This I have accepted as my fate
I am a quiet, lonely, dark person
Someday I wish I could change.
Walked a million steps, a million more to go
where this path leads this journey of life
does anyone really know?
Walking over and through mountains
Circling the base as life swirls and twists
Pacing the valley in darkness in chaos
Looking for peace in this
Life Is a journey of a million steps.
As a child
Storybook pages bent at the corners
marking wishes to come true.
Dreams, music, independence, poetry
First loves, first heartbreak
Clouds blocking the sun
Drifting across the sky as does life
Fulfilled dreams…or not
Memories built up like thunderstorms
Crashing through the mind
Bright sphere hanging in the sky casting illumination
on the stars singing their songs,
pulsating to the beat and spin of the universe.
Twirling lovers emotions, stirring the oceans tide
casting its beauty upon the rhythm of life.
My heart is aching today
I feel so lost going this way
a journey, a path, a country road
I only know this burden is a heavy load
One I don’t know, can I sanely carry
Why Lord must in this life, I in sadness tarry
through so much suffering and pain?
my cheeks continually covered in tears like rain
of memories, grief and hopeless despair
I only want to forget, I want back my joy
Why Lord must emotions play like a toy?
Grief, Lord grief…that is in my heart and soul
I want to love, laugh and play not toil
Lord, let me have the rest of my days
Walking along gentle pathways.
Spiralling~~like water going down the drain
that vortex of darkness and the whoosh explodes
in the brain.
Depression grabs and holds so very deep
depths never known before
great gulping sobs for voice
language gutteral, buried deep in the abysmal pit
afraid to come forth in its verocity~
the body not strong enough
to withstand the force of the screams.