• foreverseptember 130w

    Meandering Ways

    Feelings become parts of me,
    I find difficult to explain,
    Some, they weigh so heavily,
    Some, as light as rain,
    They burrow into my sanity,
    Leaving me so full of holes,
    Through which tears fall so readily,
    To wash clean my tortured soul,
    Emotions build like uncertainty,
    Those unrelenting walls,
    Held together frustratingly,
    By my endless list of flaws,
    Seems they're all I have to give,
    To a life made up of strays,
    Many whom I lost long ago,
    Down my sad, meandering ways.