I have all the time, but no time at all.

My mind is racing to the next stop, but hasn't even taken off.

What is this I'm feeling? Why can't I get moving?

My heart is ready, but my body is still...

I can't seem to take off, what is set in my soul. To unearth the dreams, that are so hidden in this hole.

Fear, could it be? I wonder... I wonder when this heart of dreams will break free.

Its been a while since the last heart beat
Its been a while since the last sounds of your feet.

My heart was cold as ice and warm as fire
Yet no tear left the crier.

My brain yearned to sob, but my heart froze with hurt.

So its been a while...
Yet no desire has left this crier,
to melt this cold heart, that's warm as fire 🔥 .

Love... a feeling that comes and goes.
But true love...true love is a depth beyond what we cant comprehend
The unexplainable tolerance when all things fade
The uncovering of faults and blemishes, outside and within

Dont be swept away by the feeling of love, for it will only come and go...
Leaving that depth beyond, empty and a fraud.

But true love, true love will endure
True love is the cure.

Oh what a week....
Yes, I was weak
My meak self could hardly speak

The pain...
Oh what a pain it was
My vain self could hardly explain

Every ache felt like my last,
Yet night after night,
Oh what a pain it was.

Now I sigh in relief.
Oh for what a pain it was, is no more.

When the things that once interested me fade away,  
And the tranquil days of chirping birds, blue skies, and glowing sunsets gently fill the void,
  
Oh, how time has whispered and shaped me,  
Soothing my spirit and fortifying my soul.  

Now, the passions that move me—oh, how you will never know.

If lonely was a person
It would hold my hand
As I briskly walk through each aching day
Waiting for the next and the next
As if tomorrow's were worth the wait.

If lonely was a person
It would tell me, hush!
Hush, because tomorrow's are worth the wait
Tomorrow's are in your faith
Of what you anticipate.

If lonely was a person
It would no longer stick around and wait
No, for lonely would unmask
The beauty of within
Lonely,  yes you
Tomorrow I shall meet you
And no longer be lonely, my dear.