Today my heart
well it is saddened
it sits low
in the Stillness now
my precious voice
I so long to find her
taken weary
by a wanton Thief
why...
I wish
for to ask you
your
sweet sound
that you own too
inspired chords
oh I wish to hear you
bringing tears
in a thorny crown
as you steal
my aching heartbeat
in longing pangs
of envy wild
jealous lust
is steering spirits
if a willing voice
souls lost in time
do not take
that Midnight train ride
consumed by feined
affections lost
sing my heart
releasing chest pain
forming blood
in an endless tide
as I lay bleeding
morning offers
a chance for peace
in moonsoaked clouds
the trees
I can hear them
softly whisper
gently near
wounded wings
were just repaired
I pray for rain
and to show us how to
be better as
we drain this ink
telluric beds
already laid in
the laying long
let go of sin
like the voice
that I
can't hear now
it's not you
that I'm afraid
it is the sound
of endless Silence
Paining ears
in a deafening pound
I hear
it calling
from
a battle
waging
lost
a tragic end
voices silenced
war of ages
left to die
a hefty cost.
Cherie Nolan © 2016
Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 11:11 AM UTC
Today my heart
well it is saddened
it sits low
in the Stillness now
my precious voice
I so long to find her
taken weary
by a wanton Thief
why...
I wish
for to ask you
your
sweet sound
that you own too
inspired chords
oh I wish to hear you
bringing tears
in a thorny crown
as you steal
my aching heartbeat
in longing pangs
of envy wild
jealous lust
is steering spirits
if a willing voice
souls lost in time
do not take
that Midnight train ride
consumed by feined
affections lost
sing my heart
releasing chest pain
forming blood
in an endless tide
as I lay bleeding
morning offers
a chance for peace
in moonsoaked clouds
the trees
I can hear them
softly whisper
gently near
wounded wings
were just repaired
I pray for rain
and to show us how to
be better as
we drain this ink
telluric beds
already laid in
the laying long
let go of sin
like the voice
that I
can't hear now
it's not you
that I'm afraid
it is the sound
of endless Silence
Paining ears
in a deafening pound
I hear
it calling
from
a battle
waging
lost
a tragic end
voices silenced
war of ages
left to die
a hefty cost.
Cherie Nolan © 2016
I've never written something like this before I'm not going to say a lot about it..
specifically.
It came out like a flood something that hasn't quite happened this way in a while as some of you might remember. So this beautiful gift that came to me feels like it's in Jeopardy of being stolen and I don't understand why. I wish people could learn to love one another and really just relax trying to force everything in life and just share enjoy the moment I wanted to write something angry but I rest my spirit with this. Thank you for all who have helped me find this beautiful sound
and hopefully this is just a passing visitor.
X - Cherie
