Like a dispirited spectator watch his
favorite team, in a long losing streak;
He sits quietly, on
the cold wooden floor,
staring at the ceiling,
with a belly full of shame,
guilt, and pain. His mind is
running fast and furious, with
hard core life questions. He is
on hells wheels, with no
destination, in sight.
How do I go from here?
The void of hopelessness.
What went wrong?
Why, why, why me?
A whirlwind of;
Incurable disease,
lack, dark secrets,
death of a love one,
rejection, unpaid bills,
divorce, loneliness, ...
O' the night season, is long
How I yearn for the crisp mornings;
Peace, life, and wholeness
Earthmaker, please bath my heart with
life and free my soul, from the snare
of the fowler.
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
Like a dispirited spectator watch his
favorite team, in a long losing streak;
He sits quietly, on
the cold wooden floor,
staring at the ceiling,
with a belly full of shame,
guilt, and pain. His mind is
running fast and furious, with
hard core life questions. He is
on hells wheels, with no
destination, in sight.
How do I go from here?
The void of hopelessness.
What went wrong?
Why, why, why me?
A whirlwind of;
Incurable disease,
lack, dark secrets,
death of a love one,
rejection, unpaid bills,
divorce, loneliness, ...
O' the night season, is long
How I yearn for the crisp mornings;
Peace, life, and wholeness
Earthmaker, please bath my heart with
life and free my soul, from the snare
of the fowler.
It doesn't matter the magnitude of our pain and woes, we can recover from the fall. -M.G
