Dusty Poems 28

Every day I feel more awake
Heavier and heavier my soul does fake

And with this tide of emotion
I feel sick with the commotion

Every day I feel more enlightened than the day before
So much so I wonder if my heart can take any more

So real does the pain now feel
that I begin to wonder if it was there before

Eternally lost does my heart now reel
I sit and I ponder how I should now feel