Once upon a long ago
Yet lingering each day
The mind confines what heart defines
Then twists it every way
Forming mountains out of mole hills
Crafting worries from thin air
‘Til the things which should not vex me
Cast my heart into despair
In my surety, I worry
In my bravery, I fear
In my strength, I fashion weakness
‘Til my joy sheds sorrow’s tears
While the victories fought long for
Find defeat within my mind
I convince myself unworthy
Of what I want most to find
If any hope should cease to matter
If any wish should cease to be
If any dream should wake unwoven
It’s because I’ve doubted me
But when years have brought but failure
Every hope shot down in turn
Each broken dream and ungranted wish
Leaves my confidence to burn
If faith can move a mountain
Tell me why I feel so low
And feel a failure though I’m trying
Filled with misery and woe
Even when my smiles are widest
I’m still haunted by despair
Although I hold fierce to hope
My doubts seem always to be there
So if it takes a word to matter
Bringing beauty so to bloom
May I cast the spells of silence
Deep within depression's tomb
May I vanquish all my demons
Which not even love can tame
As you do the rest with but your voice
Your all…even your name
Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 12:57 AM UTC
Once upon a long ago
Yet lingering each day
The mind confines what heart defines
Then twists it every way
Forming mountains out of mole hills
Crafting worries from thin air
‘Til the things which should not vex me
Cast my heart into despair
In my surety, I worry
In my bravery, I fear
In my strength, I fashion weakness
‘Til my joy sheds sorrow’s tears
While the victories fought long for
Find defeat within my mind
I convince myself unworthy
Of what I want most to find
If any hope should cease to matter
If any wish should cease to be
If any dream should wake unwoven
It’s because I’ve doubted me
But when years have brought but failure
Every hope shot down in turn
Each broken dream and ungranted wish
Leaves my confidence to burn
If faith can move a mountain
Tell me why I feel so low
And feel a failure though I’m trying
Filled with misery and woe
Even when my smiles are widest
I’m still haunted by despair
Although I hold fierce to hope
My doubts seem always to be there
So if it takes a word to matter
Bringing beauty so to bloom
May I cast the spells of silence
Deep within depression's tomb
May I vanquish all my demons
Which not even love can tame
As you do the rest with but your voice
Your all…even your name
Diary of the ****** - Chapter 2
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