~windmills Of My Mind~ Poem by Jayce McCormick

Slowly rotting from the inside out

the leaves turn green to gray

luscious colors seep and fade

leaving a bland and breathless day



Nothing ever changes

these damn things stay the same

wallowing in sadness

never felt quite this way



Those I long to love

leave me in the dust

I guess thats what i'm worth

as my soul begins to rust



Rushing winds of regret

drown the sweetest hymns

while ancient songs of sadness

freely flow and swim



The lead me across pastures

and old forgotten paths

reminding me of a life

I was innocent and free



Free from these scars that burn me deep

free from tears and relentless weep

free from this heart that sits in two

free from a life of meaningless woe



Thin creations ease my pain

putrid hate erases the names

of those who threw me in this place

who mocked my name and spit in my face



As aimlessly I wander

with an unquenchable thirst for love

lonely, restless nights

only to be cured with a kiss



But I wander all alone

winds sweep me to and fro

looking for a love

more love, it has to grow



What I want, I do not know

but relentlessly, I search

through bitter rain and brittle snow

this love, my love, must grow



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