Hidden Tears
tears falling in streams from
my tired eyes
hiding my sorrow in a bitter
disguise
flowers wilt
as I still feel the guilt
from my sinful past
as I yearn to go forward
so freely and painless
there's a burden that
holds me so
my mind races
as my body just
quietly follows behind
as I smoke and drink
my sinful past away
the hurt still lingers
in the air
it surrounds the hidden smiles
of a frightful child
buried down below
passing through a doorway
a doorway of blooming flowers and blue skies
where sorrow is none
still the old door is not yet
closed, I push to close the
door to destroy my past
the door remains open and
the hurt is still strong
as I walk the golden road of freedom
looking for the things I long most...
peace...
and
love.....
10-15-94
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