.
The forced tangent of life
became an adventure that lost
and so this shell sits on air
reflecting a balance of the cost.

There was an instant in time
where the physical held its sway,
pushing back the dark of years
and emerging into a sunny day.

But the blush of an eye moment
rebuilds a visage of ancients.
The turbulence of discord asserts
the demise and sin of patience.


© Pagan Paul (02/02/18)

Darkness
And pain
In my mind
They reign
My life is just a stain
On a cosmic napkin
Celestial garbage
So to speak
And my knees?
Well every day
They seem a little more weak
Every night
Life gets a little more bleak
How can we survive?
Pull up a chair
And have a seat
Let me tell you a story
About the meek
For its we
Who have the power
To change......

Thump thump
Bump bump
My head is ******* me up
Take this life
Leave it in dust
Trust
This fear
This anxiety
Got me losing touch
With reality
Ring ring
Swing swing
Wanna know something?
Ask me
Im tired
But inspired
I keep reaching higher
But im too ******* short
Living life against the grain
The sweet **** so seductively smooth
But the pain
The pain is oh so coarse
But i keeping falling into that same gravity
That driving force
Take me away
I scream to the sky
Scarred and scared
Solemnly suited
For silent slumber
Rife with strife
I find my life
Is not where i want it to be

"But im getting there ......."