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 Jan 2015 Alexis Robson
Jan Harak
My secret wish
is just to dissolve
into my bed
to become one
with everything around
to become the fabric
of the universe

To become water
run through mountains
into green valleys
and join everyone
at the sea party
to raise up as clouds
and fall down as rain drops

To end the thirst
of one lonely human
to became his blood
to go through his lungs
through his heart
and livers
and to leave him again.

To leave the Earth
and go on a journey
that leads nowhere
into deep space
to watch it all from afar
watch it all end
and start all over again.
So deep you can see Adele rolling in it.
You are there for me
through thick or thin
We just don’t know
when this ride will end

Through happy cheers
and sorrowful woes
We always stick together
no matter how it goes

Until our days are done
or our Savior returns
We will go through life
with a love that burns

mkt
My cries for help remain unheard and unanswered
as my soul lies wounded on the battlefield of life.
Left alone…here amidst the carnage and the dead.
Can no one hear my cries?
Does their spirit within them not say,
Stop . . .
Listen . . .
Do you hear that cry for help?
Can they not see the pain in my eyes?

Alas, but no one seems to notice.

My heart cries out in anguish, wanting someone
to understand, someone to tell me that they care.
I feel like a lost and wandering spirit seemingly
invisible even to those I love.
Trapped somewhere between Heaven and hell,
Not quite dead but no longer part of the living.
I continue to cry out for help praying to finally
be heard, understood and accepted once again.
mkt

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