Search of the Soul

My mind is racing,

the floor I'm pacing.

Searching for the truth,

trying to find proof.

God says love is kind,

my heart must be blind.

So many lies in ones eyes,

to hide behind great disguise.

Words are spoke,

walls are broke.

Within faith I walk,

again nothing but talk.

Sheilds go up higher than before,

a closed heart…a locked door.

Tears no longer fall like rain,

instead another dream up in flame.

The fire within burns to ash,

memories charred turned into past.

Days go on,

life continues upon.

The search to be whole,

myself within my soul.

Lisa Renee 10/18/11