Tonight I was reading back on some old journal entries... found a poem that I wrote in June 2010... thought I would share- it is untitled
How do I tell how I am feeling when I don't even know myself
When I feel like I am hanging from the ceiling with a thread of my love holding me here
I am strong yet so easily broken
I scream but the words go unspoken
I dream but reality takes control
I'm still young yet I feel so very old
And the Winter, the Winter is so cold, so so very cold.
And as the ice envelops me
I wonder when will the Spring arrive
will my love still be alive
In my car I drive, my soul in shreds
Lost, wandering aimlessly, searching blindly
The sun shines but I feel no heat in my frozen heart
I have lost the fire, where is the desire
The passion that burned, the heart that yearned
I've grown, I've lived,
I've seen how it really is
Is this all there really is
I always thought there'd be more
Did I lose my soul waiting for you?
Did I spend so long hoping that I forgot who I was?
Was I blinded by the belief that I could be the one?
Should I have said goodbye that first time I saw you?
Hmmm, telling... when I consider where my life is now leading me...
