Wretched twists and turns,
Feelings, oh feelings,
Wretched feelings,
My heart, oh how it burns,
Suffer the knowing of love,
Tied in knots I am,
Forlorn of angels help,
I pray to the above,
From far away I hear whispers,
Rescue me, rescue me,
Tears, clouds of storm,
We are your brother’s and sisters,
Letters, salty pages, wet, dated,
Poland, a camp somewhere,
A gulag, in mid Siberia,
A factory farm, in mid America,
Nightmares write strange things,
Scratching my heart and soul,
To many wounds for bandages,
I wonder what tomorrow brings,©23/07/2010
Regis
If you allow your emotions to release
Dreams at night you cannot control
But the daylight hours can brighten your soul
Cheer up! Patrick
In Spirit,
Bear