A Sheppard's Mind

Where the wind blows

The heart doesn’t go

Where the story leads

Nobody can read

I sit here in thought

So close to fantasy land

I wonder what more I can give

I think what more I can do

Desperately seeking answers

I want them so rapidly

But no one responds

I fear no one is listening

 

I need guidance

In this darkest hour

Sometimes I lose faith

Other times I lose face

But I still keep

The strength in my heart

It cannot abandon

For I hold it like jewels

It is out of selfishness

And into selflessness,

That I,

That we,

Grow greater,

That is what I wish to mimic

I wish to cover myself amongst this thought

But oh so often

I lose control,

In my loneliest hour

I am the lost sheep

Wondering for my Sheppard

 

But I carry a special torch

That guides me out of this rut

It keeps me from losing myself

Preventing me from self infliction

So that I focus

On those who carry far worse pain

Then I ,

I am greater ,

Away from myself,

Away from temptation,

That makes me feel inadequate,

That makes me feel unworthy,

Without these feelings I can move forward

And this torch forces me to move

It encourages me to help

Those with no roads

Those with no hope

And I pray

That I can be the one to help lead the way

Rocky.