My mind starts to stray
Nothing can hold my attention
The Coffee tastes bitter but reassuring
It is black like my mind
I look clear and pure as water
Looks can be deceiving
Because my mind is an abyss
How do I become clean?
As I grow things are supposed to become clear
Yet they become more cloudy every day
With every new experience
His eyes are a beautiful crystal blue
I feel so special with him
Yet he, too, is cloudy
How can we ever be pure?
It scares me
I pray for help
And I wait
Yet nothing comes
Hy heart is pure water
My mind is bitter coffee
How can I love both and become pure?
Only time will tell
Have Faith