Thoughts (Dec 11th,2003) Poem by Nicholas McDonough

The blood running
through my veins
becomes a flood
of tears once again

Many people share
sad dreams and hopes
that are stained by
the sulfur in the air

It's crazy to be with you
even with the storms that rage
beneath your searching

To sing what's in my heart
seems more honest
than the tears that rain down
from darkened skies

Close behind your eyes
your laughing
Like a radio station
that I'm thinking about
but can't hear

Turning to see
your face
I'm hoping
there's someone home
You have to believe
in something
even if it's nothing at all
or you'll be lost

You have a mind
of your own
so listen when it says
you could be wrong