SHARDS OF MY BROKEN HEART LAY SCATTERED AMOGNST THE DARKNESS THAT IS NIGHT. ENDLESSLY I SEARCH FOR WHAT I KNOW ONLY TO FIND NOTHING THAT IS REAL AND IN MY SIGHT. IN CIRCLES THE LIES SEEM THE WEAVE THERE WAYS PAST MY STEEL GAURD THAT I HAVE BUILT FOR MYSELF IN THIS REGIMENT OF A FORTRESS, THAT I HAVE ENTRUSTED TO MY SOUL, FINDING SALVATION FROM WITHIN BEING MY DESPERATE GOAL. SO FAR AWAY IT SEEMS THE END MUST BE YET SO CLOSE IN MY HEART I FEEL IT'S SHEATH. WANTING TO BE SO CLOSE YET NOT FEELING THE TOUCH OPENING MY SELF WHEN I DONT EVEN KNOW THAT MUCH. SO STRANGE IS THIS THAT I HAVE NEVER FELT BROKEN YET REBORN INSIDE MYSELF. HOW I WANT TO BE IN YOUR ARMS YET SOMEHOW I SHELTER MOST ALL OF MY THOUGHTS NEVER SHOULD THEY EXSCAPE THE LIPS OFF MY SKIN, OR HURT WILL MY HEART BE IN THE VERY END. YET WILL I EVER KNOW WHY I FEEL THIS WAY PICKING UP THE PIECES OF MY SHATTERED HEART IN DISMAY YET PUTTING THEM BACK TOGETHER I SEE A PICTURE FORM COULD IT BE OF YOU AND ME FOREVER MORE?
BY:CHERYL LYNN SHILLINGBURG
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