Seeking answers
Trying to find
My way through
The sadness
I feel here in my mind.
Rain cries tears
From
My mournful eyes
My lips form words
I hope won’t make me cry.
And my feet
My feet run
As fast as they can
From the hurt, anger
I know, I feel
I have.
The only thing left
Is for me to abide
Hopefully tomorrow
The sun will shine
And
The only blue
will be in the skies.
~ Patrice
@Patrice Clarkson – 2023
I have not seen anything
I’ve looked and looked
But nothing, nothing.
My soul cries
Hoping to hear a answer
A answer for all these tears.
My feet do walk the world over
Treading, walking
Walking to find sacred ground
Where I can lie
Lie next to things that happened
Long ago, so profound.
Is this my journey’s life
A life lived seeking answers
Where answers are not to be found.
I hope, hope this is not
What will be
Will come to be around.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2020
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