Heartbroken
by Jason Patrick
I feel a deep longing in my soul
for the One
In my dreams,
I have caught but a glimpse of her
She has held me in her arms
and Her I have held in mine
Moved by her I have been
to a speechless state
Frozen, still, perplexed
by words left unsaid
searching for something, anything
that could be said to win her heart
To free my soul from this prison
of lonliness
better off perhaps she'd be
without me
complex in my simplicity
in a world not my own
beyond understanding
i have needed her
my faith shaken at its roots
of prayers left unanswered
my fists pointed to the heavens
as my knees gave way to Earth
tears do not come
it is not this kind of sadness
but a sorrow of a melancholy type
unloved i do feel
unanswered and alone
left behind as a toy discarded
the laughter coming from another room
i sit silent and listening
and, heartbroken.
by Jason Patrick
I feel a deep longing in my soul
for the One
In my dreams,
I have caught but a glimpse of her
She has held me in her arms
and Her I have held in mine
Moved by her I have been
to a speechless state
Frozen, still, perplexed
by words left unsaid
searching for something, anything
that could be said to win her heart
To free my soul from this prison
of lonliness
better off perhaps she'd be
without me
complex in my simplicity
in a world not my own
beyond understanding
i have needed her
my faith shaken at its roots
of prayers left unanswered
my fists pointed to the heavens
as my knees gave way to Earth
tears do not come
it is not this kind of sadness
but a sorrow of a melancholy type
unloved i do feel
unanswered and alone
left behind as a toy discarded
the laughter coming from another room
i sit silent and listening
and, heartbroken.
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