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A Place in Your Heart by ThePoetic1
A Place in Your Heart by ThePoetic1 A Place in Your Heart Why do I seek the meaning of life? Why do I feel like an eagle that is unable to soar? Though I’ve experienced many things in my lifetime Something inside me wants to experience more Is my life over or has my life just begun? Is it too late to experience new beginnings? Am I merely a loser at the game of life? Or am I capable of starting over and winning? I feel unloved and unappreciated I feel that no one listens or cares What is the purpose of possessing a beating heart? If you’re suffocating and cannot breathe the air God gave me two arms and two hands But yet I have no one to hold God gave me warm blood that flows through my veins But everything inside of me feels empty and cold I have eyes and I am blessed with the gift of sight But I feel that my eyes were only made for tears I feel that I have the courage to carry on But yet I am held back due to my endless fears When I dream at night I hear my ’s voices I awake reaching out for my and But then it takes me a few minutes to realize That I am merely reaching out for no one I yearn to hold my and stroke her hair I dream of looking into my sons eyes But the only time I see the eyes of my Is when I gaze at the horizon in the sky Loneliness follows me like a shadow in the night Sometimes my soul is as empty as a dried up well I pray to all the angels that dwell in Heaven But I feel I am heard only by the demons of Hell I try to ease my troubled mind I try to think positive and relax But I am constantly haunted by the mistakes of my past And I feel cut down by a madman with an ax I do not pray to be a millionaire or a famous star I do not ask for glory or fame I merely ask The Lord above To ease the sadness that incapacitates my brain I don’t want your pity There is no need to feel sorry for me All I want is to be released from my cage of depression So that I can shout out to the world that I am free But still my hands are tied Still my legs are captive and shackled Whenever I hear the sound of laughter It sounds like an evil<b> witch </font></b>as she cackles Though my eyes are opened I do not know what I see ahead Though I feel the beat of my heart It feels like all that is within me is dead Though I stop to smell the roses I only smell a foul and rotten scent Then I witness demons arise from the garden Who want to cause me pain because I am unwilling to repent Though I have the ability to touch you I cannot feel the silkiness of your smooth skin I only feel the fire of your angry soul As you curse me for leading a life of sin Thank you for offering me your cup But I do not thirst because I just emerged from a flood It doesn’t matter anyway because everything I drink Resembles the taste of infected and diseased blood Thank you for inviting me to sit down And partake in your glorious feast I’m sorry but I do not hunger for food For I possess the belly of the beast Just give me a soft pillow Stroke my brow while I rest my head Whisper in my ear that you care for me And tell me that all the love within me is not dead Once you comfort me and make whole again Kiss me gently upon the lips and set me free Tell me you will always be my friend forever And that you will always have a place in your heart for me "In Every Soul a Poet Silently Lingers" - ThePoetic1 |
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