Saturday, October 17, 2009

Voids

Children always around loving
Old men that need me
Spectacular sunsets and sunrises
Mountains kissed by the sun
Fields painted with the dew
All this is mine to behold
But it never fills me up
The void of voids
Dwells in my soul
Searching, wandering, wanting

I think I need you
I hold you and you me
We become drenched in love
But still I feel so alone
How can I ever be filled?
I look through the eyes of hope
Trying not to give up
Fighting the urge to die
Always trusting I'll be whole
And knowing I will be disappointed
I still break for rainbows

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