(2013)
#Depression #Humanity #Loneliness #Pain
In a glen there stood an oak. A towering oak,
The oak had a song sung from its branches. A melody
That elusive mindset, where it all falls into place. But where do I lie? Am I lacking? Lying on the borderline?
A simple question. A complex answer. Three letters which encapsulate everything we do.
When others see me, What do they really see? Is it what they want to see? Or is it me? Do they see misconceptions
Was I given a chance? Did I miss that which I have aimed
Forces of Nature more powerful than earthquakes, than tsunamis, the bane of happiness
Much have I wandered From one life to another. My sorrows I have pondered, injustices that threaten to smothe… A mind of barbs and brambles
You Were the sunlight. You brought me
I let you go Why? After countless hours, After loving words, and secrets,
How can I ever Prove to you? For a chance that was never leaped. A divide
A Gentle Breeze Warm crowns of light Rustling trees The summer’s delight Gossamer threads
What do I do now? Where do I go from here? What does this mean for us? How Do
Why do you listen to the lies? How do you not see
The one I Love most. My outlet of reason, The voice through the phone. A mirror of sorts.