Thoughts in heart

Voices loud in silence,
Eyes that barely see the light of sun,
Just the stars or the moon of night,
Mind full of thoughts,
Thoughts that can crush one's mind or build,
When one's heart becomes full,
When being kind is mistaken for being a fool,
When one's hands can no longer give a helping hand,
Many scars of life,
Being an island of oneself is now almost often,
Trying to make things seem good,
And not it a way that may seem cool,
But again that is now the new rule in this life.

Double_O Franklyne.