Mechanical eyes
Mechanical thoughts
For this mechanical heart
Forsaken spirit
Forsaken trust
For my forsaken life
I have been given the signs
I have been shown the path
Yet I close my eyes
And stray so far
The machination of my being
Has forsaken me to who I am
I am a forgery of the man
I was intended to be
I cannot be more transparent
Though it hurts
For I do not want all to see
What I have within me
Only darkness consumes me
Darkness,
And the mechanics that move me
The darkness causes them to forsake me
I want to hide away
But I must put on my face
And attempt to pretend
Reality does not exist
Mechanical parts
Made to move a forsaken man
I continue to search far and wide
For a real heart
So, I can become the man
I was intended to be
About the Creator
Jason White
Jason White is a father, a grandfather, knowledge seeker and sharer. Jason is the owner of Growth Positive Consulting where he puts his fundraising and management skills to great use. He is a writer, a woodworker, and a philanthropist.
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