Honest Questions

In my mind I see this place When my moments seem like hours Hours feel like days When my heart feels suffocated Smothered by the unnecessary Sing my heart sing the opera to your life written on your walls so lovingly Collected tears on trees, have turned to flowers white Flowers cascading, like those that fell from your eyes Delicately watering, new seeds... as you lye anxiously awaiting prayers to take flight Petals of hope gracefully descend from heaven's heights, sweeping over your sorrow Petals of hope from your Mother's hands In my mind I see this place When my moments seem like hours Hours feel like days When my heart feels suffocated Smothered by the unnecessary Sing my heart sing the opera to your life, Written on your walls so lovingly Symphonies of daffodils parade through the cloud of grey Willow trees decorate Painting the background scenery Dispersing clouds of self doubt looming over me In my mind I see this place When my moments seem like hours Hours feel like da...