I am vain to choose or grasp only <br />My soul upon sorrows shelf <br />I am walking this road to madness <br />Never seeking or finding myself <br />I have wondered soulfully in fields of dew. <br />Moments of harsh clarity that I have spent with you <br />But, I am tethered to this leash of knowledge <br />That my heart is sunken low <br />Frozen in my tired state of remorse <br />Regrets buried within the snow <br />I have walked silently, solemnly, and somber <br />As I awaited the day anew <br />I have whispered to the night wind's calling <br />Quietly waiting for a glimpse of you<br /><br />A.J. McKinley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epiphany-11/
