Thoughts

My thoughts!
They are not your thoughts
They are mine

My thoughts
Change constantly,
All the time

My thoughts
Are full of passion,
Thinking of love

My thoughts
Wander aimlessly,
Looking for stable ground

My thoughts
Are surrounding my world,
Drowning external noise

My thoughts!
Listen to them closely
And you will hear their voice.

My thoughts!
They are not your thoughts
But you know what they say.

My Pity Therapy

With a heavy heart I write
Despondent and in pain I writhe
The mind twisting in upon itself
Refusing to untie the knots in thought

Unable to see past the present
Unable to change where I went
I cope with the future unknown
Without hope, without caring, in my eyes disowned

The years of my heavily laden past
Have steadily been suffocating my soul
Without the means to release my passion
Without a road to travel, I await my fate

Emotionally distraught
Physically shot
Mentally worn down
Rock bottom is where I've gone

I had the passion to overcome
I had the strength of will to defeat and shun
I had my youth to live past the storm.
Now?!  Sad, unsure, and too old to shelter my home

What makes me feel right is doing just this
Writing my thoughts, expressing what's amiss
The future will restore the person I was
Until then I implore, pity my father's son.