89 Going On Infinity

A heart full of sorrow
a bitter life full of pain
Is a condition of hopelessness
a brutal, viscous game
I didn’t always feel like this
in fact my eyes were clean
But now all I see is a
narrow muddied stream
I lost my love some time ago
my kids see me old and grey
while it is clearly evident my
grandchildren barely know my name
Not sure how I lost my way
or why this is even me
All I want is someone to recognize
this broken heart on my sleeve
Father, grant me new sight as I
have been redeemed many times
Help me to get through this ache
the brokenness inside
Soon I will be home with thee
until that day my soul will plea
God, my Father, deliver me
89 going on infinity

7.29.13

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  1. georgiakevin's avatar georgiakevin says:

    This is such a well written poignant tragic poem. I think as most of us grow older we fear for a time when life can be like your poem describes.

    1. Aubrey's Arch's avatar aubreysarch says:

      Thank you, that means a lot. Yes, true are your words… this was written half from my empath perspective and half my grandparent(s) reality.

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