Rejected by Heaven my soul wanders thru time.
Searching for that which it can never. possess.
My desire for love is matched only by my ability to destroy it
My. unease about letting go often damages what I mean to keep safe.
The stains and scares upon my heart cut deeper the second time.
My heart blinds me to the writing on the cold walls.
Like a ship without a sail, the wind no longer my friend.
I seek refuge but none is visible.
My love is carried from wave to wave.
Coming ashore in places unfathomed.
-Johnny V.
