Who can I save if I'm locked up as well?
Who can I help if I'm captive and held?
How can I give warmth when I myself am cold?
Where is hope, if dreams can't be told?
Who can I love if I don't have a heart?
I remember now, it's there but it stopped.
And now it's alive, it's draining me of life
How can I love if I'm dying inside?
How can I walk if my feet are all tied?
How can I think with no peace of mind?
Who can I turn to with no friend to call my own?
The darkness is there, but its presence is unknown.
Do I have the right to weave spools of wishes?
Do I have to make tears from unfulfilled kisses?
The uncertainty now that is most in my mind ..
Can I sleep in heaven when I finally die?
These questions mean nothing against the flow of life
But still I wish I wasn't hopeless inside
Make me a dream that I would take in my heart
So I'll rest peacefully ... after I cry.
Yes you made total sense.. I really love this poem.. It makes me think of how I have felt in the past and brought back memories of the darkness...almost made me cry. But anyways just wanted to say that I totally love this poem! Great job!!