Life’s small struggles
Life’s small struggles
I got burned several years behind me now. Finally coming out of my misery of madness countless days spent insane in the brain.
Wasted years gone by of nights, days full of emptiness of laughter, sunshine, happiness lost forever not to return. Can’t tell if or when my lucidness will ever return was indeed I ever sane at all……. Time does in fact heal the broken heart.
Stonewalling is the ultimate defense stone fox I am. My mind goes blank with strong expressions of silence. Silence I fall deep into myself lost in my mind of mind never to return Silence golden stream of madness.
Void of mind can’t express what it feels. Silence can be deadly as I waste away in my gray matter of empty thoughts.
The things we can touch are only an illusion. Is love an illusion can we touch Love can in fact Love touch us are we all dissolution.
Distance continual tuning out of emotions for years….. I thank you for breaking my heart that one summer’s day. If it were not for that day I wouldn’t strive to be the person I want to be this day
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