Friday, January 29, 2016

If These Walls Could Talk

If these walls could talk,
Oh, the words 'it' will say...
As I sit,
lay,
pace,
walk...
back and forth,
in this room,
where Life
glows,
and glooms...
where flowers,
wilt,
and bloom...
My life is not my own!
I feel so alone,
as if no one
around me knows...
that there is 'something'
inside of me
that is trying desperately
to grow.
Is it my Mind,
my Body,
my Soul?
I really don't know!
This transition,
this growth,
this pain inside,
I try to hide,
but 'it' sings so loud,
and has me 'paralyzed'...
no real desire to abide.
Just wasting away days,
no map for me to find my way...
I'm all over the place.
Trying to figure out this 'thing'
called Life...
Hoping to do it right...
keep my game tight.
Until I slipped,
got mixed up in all kinds of conflicts.
Dropped people,
dropped places,
dropped things...
left nearly alone,
angry,
frustrated,
and afraid.
Praying,
morning,
noon,
and night,
for brighter days
and clearer views,
better clues...
an easier way!
What do I do with this 'fire'
this Light inside,
that burns with the desire...
to be fulfilled?
IT sparks and ignites,
and fights...
not to be put out!
IT dances,
Sings,
Shouts,
Screams...
and nobody listens!