Looking At Life Through My Inspiration

I look around and realize
How people’s minds just maximize
They walk around hypnotized
All high heads and closed eyes
Tests, trials, and tribulations
What becomes of the broken hearted
Hopes, dreams, and inspirations
What becomes of the non-believers
The theory many people live by
Live, die, and try
What becomes of the non-knowing, everyday living humans
Bodies full of ignorance
Minds full of air
Hearts full of despair
People who actually care
Life is nothing but a test
As we sit on an empty nest
This is what I see from east to west
North to south? You finish the rest

My tiled glass heart

 

My tiled glass heart,
In a million pieces every where,
From the sadness in the air,
My tiled glass heart is dark and lonely,
When I see him the light shines through,
When he smiles my heart goes miles,
The jagged edges of my tiled glass heart,
Begin to file into softer rounded edges,
My tiled glass heat is no longer dark.