art of my heart

i sit here and ponder, 'why does my mind like to wander?'
what insignificant thought with in life's plot
can drive me insane to the brink of pain
and leave me confused and feeling quite used
but keep me secure and maybe even pure
yet right with the tone put me back in my zone
i guess i'm just worried that life is to hurried
and i'm feeling the stress from this whole mess
i just need my space from the rat race
i need time to think and maybe a drink
but as for the latter that doen't not matter
life is a game that remains the same
to be the winner you must not be a beginner
it takes a lot of skill though out the drill
but in the end it will all depend
are you strong enough to face this stuff
can your will stand strong and still
will your wall hold firm or fall
will your mind keep your heart confined
can love succeed and the mass concede
i ask the questions only as suggestions
please be smart and take this to heart
i only want to save before the heart falls slave
my heart stands strong and does no wrong
my mind is the evil which must face upheaval
the heart can see what the mind must be
but the mind will do what the heart can not construe
my heart is set which is my final bet
to your's i hope you can cope
for that is a war you can be sure
now it is time with the chime
i bid you adieu and toot-a-loo.

~rahe