My heart be laid in a field of prayers
Near an ocean of tears where nobody cares
Many suns have risen on cold, dark days
Still from the ground, I love; No sound is made
A walk I take along a path of stones
To knock on doors of empty homes
During my wait, I hear no words to share
As if the Earth were filled with no one there
Languishing in a perceived waste of time
A lashing of feeling empties from an unsettled mind
My face reflects the pain that I must bare
It breaks me more when no one cares
A breath I take before a prayer
To ask of God, why no one cares
The answer is known to the silent, at peace
All dreams, they end, when hearts must sleep
(06/10/2015)
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