Village Idiot Publishing (C) 2000 Diary of a spirit
A LOST EMOTION
And so I stand alone,
In the middle of fate,
Wondering if, my dream,
Will ever come true.
So many years of endless hope,
So many ways to end my fate;
But still I persist,
And time goes on.
But what is time, when fate is lost.
What is life, without love? What is love,
Without a dream come true?
This dream I've dreamed,
A thousand times,
To feel the joy, and laughter,
From within.
The praise and glory I would see,
If only they could hear.
A chosen note, from deep within.
A blessed emotion, turned without,
To move them to madness,
And utter joy,
To give me laughter,
Just to see their eyes.
But if time prevails,
The day is lost,
And I shall never see,
The profit of cost.
So how can I deal,
With such a tragic loss,
Can I just forget how much it cost.
Some pain is meant for eternity,
And some for a tragic end,
But this pain is meant to remind me,
That destiny is heaven sent.