The Message

There’s a special kind of genius

That won’t make you a cent

It lands you in your autumn years

Just wondering where time went

There’s an endless hunger yearning

For a soul that’s satisfied

And a fire forever burning

In the message you can’t hide

There is method in the madness

But the madness takes control

Leaving just regret and sadness

And the losses take their toll

Thoughts you hide from in the daylight

Haunt you in the dark of night

With no comfort to escape to

Waiting for the new day’s light

There’s a masterpiece inside you

If you reach that far inside

Behind walls built by the failures

You have known each time you’ve tried

But still, the light inside you

Draws you closer to the flame

So, you search on for a reason

Things won’t always be the same

And you write about the pain you see

To ease the pain you feel

Just hoping someone will believe

These dreams could all be real

And even if they never read

Or understand a word

The messenger may never know

But the message will be heard

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