the heart of my mind

nothing to do here
but always something to think about
what is it about your presence
what is it about your body
the moment I see your face
is the moment I've been hoping for all along
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could it be that because of you...
my contentment is something of some value?
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looking in the mirror and seeing the world behind me...
moving, screaming, telling me that you're just not giving your best
put me down for this
bringing me up to knock me down
accusations flying my way
the thoughts of turning away slowing fading away
chaos in an uproar
red lights flashing
sirens howling
give me this
why you not pulling through on that
sister bitchin'
brother always sleepin'
expecting me to keep on givin'
go get the stuff she says
AND
love every move you make
or don't expect my grace she always says
up till midnight
then starts the wailing
hard to find good sleep
the whole world far from my hands
waking up
breathing in pain
the pain of another day
another stay... in this rollercoaster ride
up and down the same ole hills
same ole sickness
the same old thrill
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then
I look to my chest
upon that mirror of my life
where my heart steadily beats
and there you are calm and precise
SILENCE...SILENCE... silence...
the world behind me just seems to freeze
and there you are in the heart of my mind
and all just fades and now I'm content, relaxed and cool

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Comments
this reads like an urban thought stream waxing to poetry, so vivid and stunningly original, felt the romantic undertones, the stresses weighing on the soul, so much depth...the desert of a ravaged soul, sanctuary found...love reading this poem, it spoke to me in ways most poems don't, sheer brilliance, I'm following you, cheers poet Â