Wounded Soul
Soul
Please , find the light in your soul.
Forgive yourself......
Give in .....
Cede control ....
Maybe it’s down to god.
I don’t know ..
Please my friend don’t let me go.
I’m wiser and younger .
My soul aches with hunger .
We passed for a very good reason.
Once I mentioned ten years younger .
Rhyming schemes ... discipline ... tantamount to treason ..
Harvard education and impervious to reason...
Once upon a time in East Huntington.
known better as XYZ City .
I didn’t care at all ....
You’re still quite pretty .
I was blown away with your sweet side .
The way it ended wounded both of our pride .
Shame in the soul ....
We can’t hide in the dark .
This country and world are in hell.
We still live in our cage.
Where’s the valve on the neck ?
Who lets out steam ?!
I can’t tell , I still don’t harbor doubt .
Ok here ...
I’ll get to the point .
From strictly my side .
Trapped in my hide ..
Three years of drinking .
Trying to kill guilty thinking .
Not even aware.
Missing the blessings .
One was you .
When I woke up ...
Not a clue what to do ..
Did my best at the time .
Not a lame line .
After the fact ,can’t get time back .
Figured out your love ...
It broke my heart ..
Boy was I selfish .
Tons of regret.
Refused to give in .
I’m so sorry to be wrong .
Should have put on the mask .
If I’d only fixed myself .
Maybe I’d have been able to be there for you ????!
Please please world ... let there be a part 2.....