Oh if you only knew how broken I really am
What goes on in my head sometimes?
The times I’ve turned and turned again
So much so that physically I’d be perpetually dizzy
Trying to pick up the pieces
Trying to be whole; or as whole as whole can be
All the while just stumbling
Like an old drunk fool
Oh if only, if only
I could scream, I could shout
Better yet set it all aflame
Burning bridges that led to shame
Or better still break what is broken
Throw away pieces of a fractured mirror
Till the image becomes clear
Becomes focused
The outer facade made real
From the outside looking in
From the inside looking out
One body
One mind
One spirit
One love
One God
All in one; one in all
if only…
…let my heart beat and my soul cry out for you and you alone…
i find myself feeling unsatisfied and empty lately. its really confusing. i want to feel alive yet nothing i find at hand appeals to me or that which most of my peers find pleasure in doesn’t suit me quite as well. and as of late im finding comfort in the lives of the saints. meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh