I was not
_my soul cries for expression
but there's none to know
my heart is full of the sorrow
of love
romance and light
yearning dark
all my days I've striven for naught
unknowing
what I was, I wasn't
I yearned for life I could not have
and thought it mine
though I was where I should have been
and who I was and am,
I was not available in this grasping for
things naught
and missed things that were
now in my time of dying I look back
and weep
there were those that knew me
and loved
and I knew them not
for I could not see
blind to me
but there's none to know
my heart is full of the sorrow
of love
romance and light
yearning dark
all my days I've striven for naught
unknowing
what I was, I wasn't
I yearned for life I could not have
and thought it mine
though I was where I should have been
and who I was and am,
I was not available in this grasping for
things naught
and missed things that were
now in my time of dying I look back
and weep
there were those that knew me
and loved
and I knew them not
for I could not see
blind to me
Written by Scott Schoffstall
© December 16, 2011
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http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html
© December 16, 2011
all rights reserved
http://www.poeticsojourn.com/the-sojourner.html