What You Know

What goes on in your mind

Day by bleary day?

Things to do

Or places you have to go to?

 

Do you think of your family

Or purposely block them out?

Does your brain scream and shout

Never giving you rest?

Or do you think of home

And your very own nest?

 

Are you homesick, lonely,

Lost or forgotten?

Seeking things that are homely

And simple, maybe cotton?

 

Is your head filled with anger?

Is it like coals simmering

Or a blazing fire thick and hot?

Do you wish you could leave

Your enemies somewhere to rot?

 

Are there ones you miss

Or wish you could kiss?

Do you sleep alone at night

Crying when everyone is out of sight?

 

Do periods of your life haunt your mind

Rising up like ghosts?

Are some shiny new

Or are they old,

Your long unwanted hosts?

 

What do you feel

Day by bleary day?

Are you hurting inside?

Do you want to run and hide?

 

Do you want someone to hold?

To tell you it will be okay

Or for them to just sit

With nothing to say?

 

Do you lie awake at night

Slowly awaiting the morning light?

Do you wonder

What the next day will bring?

Or do you just wait

For the birds to sing?

 

Do you wish you could run

And escape over the hills

Towards the rising sun?

Or to spread your wings and fly away?

Do you wonder who

Would ask you to stay?

 

Do only you know

What goes on in your mind

Day by bleary day?

 

Would you ask me in?

Would you let me stay?

Would you let your emotions show?

 

Would you show me

Times you have felt low?

Would you show me

every corner of your soul?

Maybe together we could

Fix every single patch and hole?

 

I suppose these are things

That only you will know.