I peer over the edge unsure
If I want to leap or look once more
No matter how many times it's all same
Only darkness to its name
As my chains grow heavy I sigh
I know I can't stay this way.....so why?
I glance over the edge....nothing to see
My chains have grown lose...I could slip out....does this edge spell freedom for me?
I sigh....is it even possible for me to be free?
Whispers of encouragement steer me to believe
That it might be possible for me to escape!....for even me to leave
Static far too loud to ignore hurts my ears
One indistinguishable heard it too many times over the years
I lose faith as I peer at the edge between my tears
A large hand caresses my cheek
A warm voice tells me not to be meek
To go after what I seek
As I slip off my chains and stand at the edge I realize I'm in between
No longer chained but not yet free
And completely unsure of what I want to be
I peer back to the chains, it's not ideal but it's everything I know
But beyond the edge are kind hands and a warm home to go.
I sturdy my will, take a breath, and get ready to leap
As peer back before I do and tears begin to seep
I turn around run to my chains and sigh
These are my life, one I want to give up so why?
......I'll be free.
I can't take these with me
"Someday I'll come back and see."
How it survived without me.
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 11:39 AM UTC
I dream of monsters
The kind that haunts us
The kind that bites
They nip at my feet
They whisper in my ear
They wish for my defeat
I dream of monsters
They comes alive at night
They drag me from my bed
Into the darkest corners of my mind where I fear to tread
Where the fester, where they hide
I dream of monsters
They use my mind as their canvas
Painted memories spill across my eyes
The thick paint drips into my heart
Worry, fear, anxiety bubble and fester in the puddles
They splash far too close to the surface
That I might lose balance and fall
I dream of monsters
I can feel the monsters clawing at my feet
Begging for us to meet
Yet The more I run the more I see
But I can not stop
No that can't be
For if I do I'm not sure what will become of me
I might just fade away
I dream of monsters
That I hope won't stay
I pray and pray for them to go away
Yet each night we meet once again
I dream of monsters
That someday I'll meet
I'll look them in the eye
And we'll go out for a treat
But for now I ask for your patience
For now I'm not strong enough yet
But someday I'll be
Maybe then we'll have tea
Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 2:08 AM UTC
Morning sun and evening star
Never close but never far
A love just starting to bloom
The kind that never needs to pause or resume
One's love is bursting at the seams
The others is quiet yet always softly gleams
Their touch is long awaited
Yet their meetings never go as dictated
Although neither one seem to mind
For to the world they are blind
For all their thoughts and feelings were currently intertwined
A morning sun and evening star
Always leads to a love that's kind of bizarre
Yet to them no other love is on par
Morning sun and evening star
I pray your love goes far
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 9:10 AM UTC
Once upon a time there was a girl no one knew
At centerstage she were guise no one could breakthrough
She smiled, she laughed, she was an open book to all
At least as far as they had saw
And with that she was happy, with that she was complete
No Other feeling could compete
Yet as happy even though she was as happy as could be
she saw someone who always seemed more happy than she
A light brighter than the sun
A smile that never seems to come undone
By their brilliant light she was blinded
And all that once she was reminded
Ah, yes the more their happiness came across
The hollower her happiness seemed....she was at a loss.
Then all at once she had an idea of what to do
They couldn't be happy all the time that she knew
A desire to give them happiness formed and grew
Their loneliness always shown
Oh! She could find him a queen for his throne
Then he be happy that she knew!
But could be her? Oh no that would never do.
They were a light shined like sun
She was no Icarus, she wouldn't even try
Her love was quiet
she was perfectly fine with opportunity slipping by
For as long as they were happy she knew
She would smile too
Aug 28, 2017
Aug 28, 2017 at 8:40 PM UTC