Who Am I?

This heart is made of shattered glass,
Slushie of emotions blended to puree,
Happy souls I'm always walking past,
Lonely gloomy cloudy skies of today,

Is my existence despicable,
Who Am I?

The eager to please bleeding heart run dry,
My vision blurred by storms from my sky,
Soft words whispering as I keep falling,
My soul searching for home keeps calling,

No where found,
Who Am I?

Cycles of Light

The words bounce around inside,
Reverberate in the mind's eye,
Getting stuck in the night sky,
The sunlight lost and slow,

Echoes of truth wrapping fear,
Invigorate the dark to stir,
The future begins to blur,
Has all hope gone astray,

Chasing sunlight into day,
Stimulates a happy response,
As if night is nonchalance,
Can night be forgotten?