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My heart is broken thru inaction. I had the power, chose dissatisfaction. No true reason for this i find, But that life i do myself bind. I do it to be kind, for the sake of good, I do not mind, i stay calmly subdued. I tear my heart to save the others, Keep them intact safe from bothers. No one knows of the things i think, When they try to scan i only wink. I keep myself in a vault, No one else's, only my fault. I don't want worry or anguish, Unless I leave, I vanish. I seem to be the only one, Who understands what I've done. Its my choice, my folley, Unlike a ball in volley. I have some regret of this, that is true. I don't try to hide, its just what i do. I am not a ship, rather breakwater. Taking the hit, stopping a slaughter. I'm not raising myself, dont get me wrong, Empathy, sympathy, for neither i long. I just wish to express what i am, my being, Just to let them know what i am seeing. I desire nothing in return, Only the friendship that i yearn. Only comfort i'll attempt with my voice. And in the end, i'm fine with my choice.
"Simplistically made, my mind wanders, Dwelling on thoughts and blunders."
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