Sadness

My heart yearns for the lost. The one that left me behind. Every minute of every day I try to hold back my mind from eating my spirit. I want to go back, back to where my heart yearns. But the one heart doesn't want me. I am lost in the wind, wind of change. My heart is eating itself alive. How did I go wrong? What did I do that was so wrong to end up here? I wish I could open eyes, rip off the blindfolds and show the truth, but the truth has to be realized, not forced but accepted upon the consciousness. Open Heaven Rain down.