Passions' Loss
By Piper
~*~*~*~ Sadly aware of a difference in focus, disturbed by an absence of thought, lost is the depth of my feelings, not keeping the passion I'd sought. I seek to revive my silent mind, but my one bright spot that had been now seems to have been forgotten, perhaps to blow away in the wind. For what reason, I know not, except perhaps for protection, one reason, I could understand, A fear of being hurt once again. Abandoned in my azure misery without solace of kind friends, it is difficult to remain hopeful, wait until my broken heart mends. The clocks in my gray house are still. There seems to be no reason for me to keep a time on each of their faces when I am floating adrift in life's sea. Written April 8th, 2002 © on May 30 2002 03:49 PM PST 0 • 1
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