Sunday, March 28, 2010

words together

While fire of frustration rages without end
it can never touch the peace it craves
as a soul struggles to find a way to heal

Hopeful castles built sometime ago
fall to pieces as vengeful wind blows
while fire of frustration rages without end,

It whips at dreams which softly sleeps
and throws bundles of guilt to live with
it can never touch the peace it craves,

A turbulent night of questions and doubts
hammers the mind with misery to keep
as a soul struggles to find a way to heal