I can be found in Port Woods Where her pond is revealed in - the burning fog Where miracles are witnessed with- each artistic rendition Engulfed in the truest religion ..
Copyright June 20 , 2020 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
My happiness is an illusion Even if I stand in a crowd I feel like I'm alone... in seclusion The demons in my head keep yelling and chanting I want to crawl into bed My life is an illusion I am what everyone want me to be I live in their delusion I learned not to fight it I put on my happy mask Remind myself its just for a little bit I have reached a conclusion I am not the author of my story I am just the main character Having control is an illusion
I'm afraid I won't feel you I'm afraid I won't touch you I'm afraid I wont look at myself through your eyes , in your eyes clear blue peaceful mirrors I'm afraid I won't be there no more I'm afraid us is no more Deep inside no more Wondering eyes no more Just pain indescribable pain... Your eyes will turn to memory I will be just a memory And this life will be no more
So many years went by I wanted to forget you I even really made it! but God being infinitely playful First took you away Then created the occasion, That moment of weakness for you to step back Dear God why do you play with me? What was it so hard for you to stop teasing me? I feel confused I took a path.... now I can not choose Is it possible to follow two paths? Will they get intertwined ? Oh God I know you laugh in front of my predicament!! It does only amuse you Why even you laugh at me? I suppose it's funny so so funny I even smile It's you but they call it my destiny!
Your heart flutters To the beat of the drum Like a butterfly spreading it's wings You open your heart to the world But there is no anchor to your sorrow Delicacy is spared The shutters come down again