Pain lingering from the past How long will it last?
Nothing more than a shadow All empty and hallow
Heart broken and shattered Soul torn and tattered
By one who toyed My world destroyed
Soul lost then found both hidden and unsound
Waiting and seeking The final resting place
How long will it last This pain from the past?
I grew my life in a stage, Different characters portrayed, Confused sometimes of the truth, What am I really as a youth?
As the play ends, as I go, What act to show, I don’t know Who am I really, tell me I’m confused, please just tell me.
When the bright sun shines again, On the stage my day begins Again and again, not again I’m different, I’m confused.
You can know something without feeling it
You can feel something without knowing it
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