Immobile
Yet able to move
Staring out
Waiting for a sign
Life's not a road map
Even with it's many turn offs
There is no one destination
Except for death
How to take the right
How to take the bad
Is this all human?
Or craziness defined
What is normal
Why is it expected
Life is random
Why not love
What do hearts ever say
Why are people inclined to listen
Are you sure it's real
Hearts don't feel
Chemical reactions
States of being
Allow them in
Allow them to break
Necessary advance
But turns into retreat
Don't let them in
You won't ever break
Hearts feel what eyes cannot
But eyes so tell their own
Gateways to the soul
Our tellers of truth
Tell your soul no more
Close your eyes and rest
Go home to your soul
And stay