Gone

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide In the mist of the night What will I find? My soul, my life, or the drive Sometimes this can be hard to find Words and expressions are floating by Which one do you grab me, myself and I? This is going to be a challenge; no one said this would be easy A journey where you’re alone and no one sees thee I’m a host, not a ghost…always pleasing How tiring this can get, I’m not cheesing A happy soul once, now an angry voice teasing Pity is not needed, understanding is too far fetched The theory in an essay will never express the feelings in the chest Years of trauma, days of solitude, who would have ever thought? Physically, mentally, emotionally, Lord this is too much! I am someone, I am me…change the environment cause I can’t see A “Cold World” written by an intellect, every word in his poem made sense Truth be told, no more harmony…Unity, division and still suffering Dead on this earth like pushing a hearse, bury your turmoil’s, writing a verse So easy to do when you feel it first hand, no way I can judge the next man Finding one self is a journey, comprehending the lesson still yearning? She/he is Strong, not weak…like David & Goliath, the Bible speaks the truth and men are defiant Changes are needed but not with the people, stand tall and straight up, walk to a mirror Look into your eyes and cry out the fight…then ask yourself what more can I do there’s nothing in life… Lay on the bed and recite one prayer, even though this world is not fair, God will always be there...