Can I cajole my memories to flow through the path of happiness?
The waves are too strong and pull me back to the shores of darkness
Every time I try to wake up, sleep mends my thoughts
Have I become too weak to push back this life I mount?
The fear holds me deep in this empty core
and the apprehensions tear me down and galore
I try to find my scattered pieces all around
and the memories feed me with dreadful sounds
Peace and happiness betray me when I feel fine
The truth I want to seek is already destroyed by time
Keeping all the bad omens by my side
I still try to live a perfect life
I need a fresh start and someone to erase my scars
A new heart, as the old one I threw away at a place very far
For all the things that keep me alive
I need to the expel the past that hides
I need a force to save me from these tides
and pull me to the shore where there are both black and white.
Image by Barbara Jackson (user:BarbaraJackson) from Pixabay
Synopsis: A poem about healing and hope. It is about a person who is searching for inspiration and a helping hand that can pull him/her out of the mess.