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I miss something I never had, gripping my heart constantly.
My mind drifts, and quiet becomes the tune in my ear.
Shattered dreams
Questions of why
This is day to day life as the years fly by.
I miss the place I've never gone, the songs I never sung.
The stories I have yet to write,
not out of my mind, but not seen
so...out of sight.
When my heart cries
it grips tears of dreams, that only come true
when my shut eyes are in view.
I close them "WOW" oh so beautiful!!!
My dreams show no more regrets
no more visits of past pain.
The things I've learned become shelter, from it's rain
Learn from it , grow from it,
move on... from it
Take with me only that which makes me strong
that which empowers my soul
I had to go through all along
Upon splitting open my lids
a light of joy squints my vision.
As new ideas transform my many decisions.
All while smiling, I see more clearly
my love for writing, my heart holds so dearly.
This is where I find freedom of expression
This is where I find a place of restoration.
Here the words of my heart will flow
Here is my life's purpose...I know
To write and release
all hopes, dreams, desires, and needs.
The pathway to "MY" writer,
on how I shall succeed.
"WAKE UP ME"
there "IS" more to see.
Dreams can be seen past hurtful reality.
So I write,
an expression of me
a joyful vision I'm so happy to see
With or without, Closed Lids
