Soul thoughts

Almost to tired for
A word
It feels like everything
Is closing in
On me
What have I
Done?
I thought I had
A message
So much noise
Out there
Perhaps I should
Have stayed
Silent
Little strength
Left to explain
I guess I must
Leave it to their
Own inner voices
To understand, or
Discard
I can only share
I am not the
Maker of hearts
When I was young
I felt it
Now that I'm old
I consider it
I fear to many
Hearts will have
Turned away
Why would they
Crave darkness
Over light
Very strange

Cafe
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
For he who has ears to hear.

Cafe
Are we running out of time?

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