Mind full of memory,
Than with hope.
The past puncturing
The present like a bunch of
Stealing knives.
Killing the soul with each stab,
The blade feeling like an
Immortal blade,
In there is no healing from.

Eyes like an endless ocean
Of secrets and lies.
Emotions crashing down on
The shores of the soul.
Feelings walking a great journey
Throughout life.
Love being a suicidal drug
For lonely men,
Who cry out.
Wanting to be loved
By everybody.

Women locking their
Feelings behind
Iron gates,
No man can break through.

These are the feelings
Some people go
Throughout life
Feeling.
One of life's greatest mystery
Is how to make
Someone love you free
Willing.