Monday, February 8, 2016

What is real

What do we call  real!
One will never know,
passing through a cloud
of sun and snow,
no one will know how I feel.
I battle my demons,
I curse at the wind,
I block my ears to the cry
of the world that is
disturbing my peace.
How I would give a day of my
life to show the world that I too
am around.  Unfortunately no
one knows my cries except for
the poor soul that runs around
not finding peace to stop him
and settle down in life.....

No comments: