My crying soul

There are no kind words to tell
what this is like,
just that myMind is lost
I’m All distraught,
Been crying,
the mourningStill lingers on…
Within theses tears are
reminders of the reality,
Of when I wanted to fall apart,
When the fear got best of me
From the sobering results
of so many tests
Reaching for some comfort
When there is so much sorrow
While letting out the tears that
My soul has been crying
My mind goes but some where else
when too much of life has taken its toll
But still trying ,
As it's always been the little things
Here comes the break down
Now Wiping the tears that my souls been crying.
what I need is love
For what I have been going through
Slowly drowning
Inside the hurt
Somewhere
in the sorrow beneath
I wonder can you set my crying soul free ……..

Help Me!

Help Me!

Help me! ,To be where you are.
feel the way you feel
about life .
So my heavy heart of stone is transformed .
So I will never be alone.
the fear gets me ,
Deep down in the core of my soul .
I feel there is no return to normalcy.
My body is worn out,
Inside
Trapped in hell.
Wishing my tears would wash away
all the monsters
I hide inside my self.
To take away theses feelings
so I can be free..

Theses struggles

Theses daily struggles are
running rampant within her head
Every day theses feelings
intensify inside her
can’t take it any more
There is no way out
She ruined her only chance
by making too many bad chioces
the door cannot be opened anymore
So she has to live inside this hell
over come in her thoughts
confused in a world
so detached from reality
Craziness and sanity are tangled into an endless battle
All too much for her soul to handle
The only comfort,
Is that one day, she’ll be free .

Behind me

Some stand frightful
looking at the road ahead.
It is insane ,
With broken glass
and shattered lives
Concerned
Secluded
And lost
On where to go
Maybe start onto
another path that leads ahead,
But enemies are there,
and behind me,
Leaving only one way available,
I see the Fear in their hearts.
As I walk vigorously along with intense pain
down the same road
with broken glass and
There is where lives where shattered
The agony in my soul from that experiece
Of a path of footprints that now
follows behind me ………….

Spring day out in back yard

my bird tweety

boston springtime butterfly