

My heart is in a subtle mess,
trapped in an ocean of black distress.
Why must my soul cry to complex,
the ambiguous bond of ours compressed.
In dire need to find the way,
I strive to obtain the strength I say.
The strength to accept reality that may,
be the truth to help me seize the day.
Just living each day by the moment,
the memories dance into a sonet.
Floating, hovering, stinging like a tonic,
possessing my mind and everything on it.
Oh what is the answer, what is the answer,
I contemplate as my heart becomes damper.
As a dark haze threats to make life somber,
please, what is the answer....
2010.05.31_______________________




























