Poem: Aches

My heart aches for me.

It simply cannot beat.

The pain is worse than what the eyes cannot see.

So that means I cannot see.

That is why we will never be.

So, my heart can beat again.

Poem: Write

I keep trying to find the words to write, but I have nothing to say.

I just do not know where they went, but they are no longer in me.

Pen and paper are no longer my friend, and I do not know where they went.

I want to write, but what do I say?

Can I say it, or will it all be a mistake?

I just know right now I cannot write.

Poem: Break

Why can I not take a break?

Why must the world ride my back?

When will I become free of the worries that do not belong to me?

I try to give hope and pleasure to ones that do not care.

Pleasing the people when you are only a body that has no soul.

Leads to the burnout of the flames that heat my soul.

When will it be enough?

Or is it enough?

Poem: Good Day

I cannot worry about today.

When I feel the sorrow for tomorrow.

Trying to find the peace that left me yesterday.

Not realizing that it is still with me today.

I will not cry for the seeds that will not grow tomorrow.

I will smile and know that the past will not be my present.

The sun has finally come out, and my shade is no longer needed.

It is a good day.