Prisoner In Disguise

Energy and passion waiting to be released
a prisoner of my own thoughts
far to long
The energy and passion
of living and loving life
for what may be left
of mine
Thoughts rage to and fro
a mind gone wild
with what was , is and can be

but where does it start
and where does it end

Twisted thoughts go round
so many paths to follow
but to where do they lead

I need to be sure
of my footing
lest I stumble and fall
I want to live
I want to go on
perhaps find love once again
not in the images of the past

But those that tend the future
I am still alive
I still feel
I still have passion
I still can love