Hemlocked Heart

I’ll just stew with emotions because I can’t walk outside
This stalled journey started when I learned to silently cry

Thought if nobody hears it and
I can make it just real to me
Then maybe,
In this time,
or finally,
I’ll have privacy.

This hollow reckless feeling calls for a cheap trade
Like I missed the shining moment
When hope could be gained

I never learned the trick to living
Or is it a skill,
the lost with passion
The few without build in will, watch blindly the treat others hold.

Why did I return this time
When lessons, what could have compelled me to suffer
By deep will and by brave choice.

Oh well, if I’m lonely at least I have written voice.