Tuesday, January 6, 2009

How Why When

How on this day
So cloudy and gray
The sun shines through to my soul

How in the night
Devoid of light
There is a sparkle before me

How in the face
Of this uncertain race
Can I still feel the hope of ages

Why do I cling
To that which stings
When I know I should pull away

Why am I still
Looking for my fill
When the pitchers around me are empty

Why does my heart
No longer fall apart
When devastation rains down upon it

When will I learn
To treat the burn
Before I look for fire again

When does the hurt
With which I flirt
Finally cause my nerves to tingle

When shall I
Cease to cry
When all I want to do is sing

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1 comment:

dizzblnd said...

Very nice! I used to have the inspiration to write like that. Until then, I will continue to enjoy your writings