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Soon

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Have I become old?
Am I to meet regret?
Have my dreams all been sold?
Is this all I get?

Where has all my faith gone?
Am I finally alone?
After all the pain I’ve borne
I can’t even know you’ll atone?

Is this all I learn
With nothing else left to know?
I cannot even yearn,
Before I must willfully let go?

Life can seek the young –
A new phase of the same moon;
But this song has been sung,
They will all be old soon.

I still can write,
Although in the dark;
Maybe, one last fight
To make some sort of mark.

She

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as she grows older,
my fear turns colder;
i ache to see how time wastes
sight, hearing, tastes.
she is my daughter,
my tears, my laughter,
she is my night mate,
she is linked to my fate;
she follows me around,
she longs to be found;
my heart is she,
what else could she be?
i really love her so,
even more than i could know,
yes, she causes my fear,
i always want her near;
for her, its the same,
i’m as sure as her name,
if she could speak,
i wouldnt be this weak;
all she wants to convey,
is a wish to play and play.
i hope God is kind this time,
to this heart of mine.