Here are my thoughts,
which I feel inside my soul
Galloping through the meadows as a
Wild horse who can’t be broke
Through the trails of dreams ,it stroll,
With a never ending halt.
Some are vague, some are clear
And some are painful, I feel my tears
Rolling through my cheeks,
In my deepest hours of sleep.
Sometimes I fall, sometimes I rose
But never cease to fight.
The whispering sounds of my thought,
aids in my desperate needs of hope.
I wonder when it starts and fear will it pause?
Or do I pass it on, to my daughter I love.
Don’t know ,how deep my thoughts can take
Is it an ocean or a shallow lake?
Beyond my thoughts, who knows what lays
Maybe a comma or just a full stop.
The only thing for sure is that
It’ll be beside me, on my bumpy ride of life
Whatever I say ,wherever I go,
My thoughts are my own, no one can claim it on