• Could it be anger
    Could it be disappointment
    Could it be hate

    perhaps it is the danger
    or lack of enjoyment
    in my life that is to blame

    my soul engulfed in flames
    longs to regain what was drained
    it wonders who can heal the pain
    and call upon the rain

    until the one is found
    I will meditate without a sound
    to control the sentiments
    which only leave regrets