If you have a stupor consider yourself lucky.
Unfortunately, I've never been lucky.
Blessed, YES!
And for that there is a heavy burden and sometimes,
I don't want eyes to see or ears to hear.
Because,
No one understands what a toll it can take on one's spirit.
My poetry fades as my hope desolates.
My mind overloads.
So where do I start?
I remember to breathe.
Try to meditate on all good things.
But life's distractions keep me from finding my center.
So what do I do.
There is no time for me.
My passion has been buried deep and can't seem to dig it out.
Sometimes, I think (too much) what is it all for?
I wish I can get my brain to ignore.
But, then I realize it's not my brain,
It's my Heart.
And it triggers my gut.
WHY? Does this bother me!
If only I knew what "this" is.
Take Away My Thoughts.
Take Away My Feelings.
I don't want the burden of "this"
My intent is to ignore.
But, it won't let me.
The weight of it keeps getting heavier.
LIFT THIS BURDEN.
Make My Spirit Light,
So I CAN FLY.
WHY, OH, WHY!
CAN'T I.
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