Circuitry

Counting down the days; calculating the distance between now & then; computing these feelings humans call emotions. Looking for my heart among the circuitries. Heal my soul, somebody heal my soul! The cold vancany leaves me silent--violent. Take my hand & lead me through the brier. Trying to understand the members of my being; falling victim to circumstance. Never questioning the length of time it takes to be made whole. Counting the years away: calculating the distance between heaven & hell. Computing these feelings of adoration intertwined with joy. Finding myself among the circuitries, one of many lost throughout the centuries.