My heart is heavy, my soul cold
Wherever I wander
I know
The sky will be there
The earth a treasure trove
Of experiences
I will live, I will know
Together
They will pull me out
Out of this deep hole
My heart will lighten
My soul no longer be
A deathly cold.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Holding on and very still
breathe light
heart softly beating
and
I will be careful
to
leave the earth
a better place
because
of
me
I promise, I will.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Hope you’re right
Hope not left in the heart of distress.
Maybe tomorrow
I can be laughing in the midst of endless.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Holding close
being in the beauty of it
all.
Losing nothing, saying less
cause we are part of the picture
overall.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I have lived before
I have lived a life
In the distant past
Good or bad I had
A life before memories
Faded
In the distant past
They didn’t last
As new ones evolved
Different but built on
That life lived
In the distant past.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
Somewhere along the way
My heart bled and sadness, sorrow
Washed away.
Somewhere along the way
I don’t know where or will I stay
Near or far, far away.
Somewhere along the way
My heart bled and washed
All thoughts of you away.
Somewhere
Somewhere along the way.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2016
I know you couldn’t possibly
Hear me
I know I’m in this alone
But still I feel the road
Isn’t travelled by me
All alone.
Presence, shadows hover
Near and above
Whispers in silence
Make my heart beat
As I pray for help
From those I have loved.
Now is not the time to cry
For I’ve been given
A chance
To move forward
move ahead.
Trusting in
What I know is there
Not seen
Just
Only in my head.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
A million miles away
The sun shines
No matter
The time of day.
My heart must bring
That sun from far
To my day, my walk
My way.
Holding close all
That’s good
All I need to make
It thru today.
From a million miles away
The sun shines
Shines on me
As I’m on my way.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2020
I have to hear the singing of the song
To believe
To move forward
Not look back nor doubt
Where the words come from.
That’s the only job that’s mine
Must breathe the words
Embrace the rhyme
Never forgetting they’ve come to me
At just the perfect time.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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