Drained

Drained of all
emotion where is
the hope. Grope
in the darkness for
a shred of light at
time's it seems like
it is a lost fight.

Get it to be human
is to make mistakes
to be human is to
experience heart break.

With the weary
dwelling place set
pace about face
flip flop.

Hop into the soul
of a lonely man
doing the best
he knows how
surrounded by
people yet ever
alone.

Who listens to
the words said
heart torn riped and
shred.

Thought twirling
like a tornado
destruction instruction
to be wise is to
realize life is change

listening to the
sounds of silence
eyes closed posed
suppose this is
all for naught.