I have become comfortably numb to this pain, and sadness.

Day and night pass by, and my eyes are closed.

My heart has been shattered, bulldozed.

A secluded, lonely life I live that nobody knows.

My roots have been upturned by the claw of death.

My soul is a lost desert, no water of life left.

My heart has been surrounded by barbed wire.

Heaven's gates, are in my visions of aspire.

As my eyes are closed. I drift in to a pleasant sleep.

I've prayed already that if I died, God take my soul to keep.

My heart has began to overflow, my melancholy begins to seep through.

My happy moments have been minimized to only a few.

Today I begin to puzzle my heart back together.

Is there a strong enough glue?

 

 ~Michelle Trinidad~