my
poetry ~ searching
embracing
the desire to find what is within
living inside of dreams, safe from reality again
confronted with feelings of all that can be felt
and trying to play whatever hand i am dealt
i've found my purpose and know why am i here
yet the future remains a blur and quite unclear
all of the wisdom i have aquired through the years
and all of the sadness which has brought many tears
past experiences leaving a life with many fears
and all to quickly am i left with fewer years
witnessing the beauty of earth and all it contains
only to realize for all the good there are far more pains
its all to common to see things which are negative
so i continue pushing further to find the positive
my
heart is crying inside for something
to share
so empty inside at times, yet it continues to care
i often wonder how i manage to find piece of mind
our world around us destroyed thanks to mankind
where can i run and hide away
where i can be safe and always stay
nothing to hurt me, somebody to save me
coming together from pain we are free
yet still i continue to spend my life alone
for the one for me has yet to make herself known
imagination is a beautiful gift with all it lets you see
for when your mind can wander you are truly free
finding comfort in this life and looking for security
all seem like impossible goals to aquire to me
so what else is left for me to discover
more mysteries than ill ever uncover
ill continue to keep pushing further ahead
for if i didn't i think my soul would be dead
my heart is crying inside for something to share
so empty inside at times, yet it continues to care
i often wonder how i manage to find piece of mind
our world around us destroyed thanks to mankind
where can i run and hide away
where i can be safe and always stay
nothing to hurt me, somebody to save me
coming together from pain we are free
yet still i continue to spend my life alone
for the one for me has yet to make herself known
this life has considerately destroyed many of my hopes
i just want to be untied and free from all the ropes
consistently battered from every direction and being held down
all too often do these things turn a smile into a frown
how i made the wrong turns i will never know
and back to the beginning i am unable to go
is there still hope for me, after all is said and done
i like to keep on thinking that my life has just begun
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