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.....