Fear
Fear lives in the mind
Disguised in dark draperies
Forever staying within the young
Think
Thoughts streaming through my jumbled mind
There are all sorts. Some as bright as a summer’s dress others dark as dress denim
I think and I think, but it is clear there is no ending result for my thoughts
Dream
Dreaming constantly in the night
Covered in billowy puffs of desire and aspirations
As I dream this dream I hope to never stop
Hope
Hope floats in the air
It wears all of our escaped ambitions and wishes
Hold close and never set free hope
Thirst
The thirst for a taste of freedom burns like fire in a pit
The need for liberty engulfs one like a large parka
As long as thirst is there, prospect for a quench by cool independence will follow
Misunderstood
I try to understand the pain in his heart
I see as he tries to hide it behind baggy jeans and black tees
One day I will remove the barriers and heal the misunderstood pain
1 comment:
Background colors sometimes distort the text. The focus should always be the writing; not the colors.
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