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Stephen S Jan 2019
Silently tracking, I've come here to listen.
That is my duty,  That is my mission.
Truth be told, I'm surprised to be in this position,
but I play the cards I get dealt, so I've made my decision.

People, they talk and they shout and they chatter.
When often they need to ask: "Hey now, what's the matter?"
Maybe if we can shut down the noise and the clatter,
We can get to the heart of a soul that's been shattered.

So keep your lips sealed and speak with your ears,
That's how we beat the frustration and fears.
Just listen and see what fresh movement appears,
When your heartbeat is stronger and your mind finally clears.
Stephen S Jan 2019
Wait for me.
Just wait for me.
I may be a while.
I may not be what you expect.
I may not be strong.
I may not be ready.
But I'll be there.
So please...
Wait for me.
Stephen S Jan 2019
The day my world broke in two,
There was a fateful shift.
I thought I stood on solid ground,
only to be thrown off that cliff.

"No, no! This just isn't right!"
I cried out and screamed in vain,
but there was no time for a last repeal,
and no healing for the pain.

So there I am, cast off, adrift,
In an endless, raging sea.
I don't know how to face these things,
that just weren't meant to be.
Stephen S Jan 2019
On a greyish day
as I stare up at the clouds
I wonder who else is staring up
and if they are thinking
the same things I am.

A love from long, long ago.
A yummy recipe I want to try soon.
The fun of swimming in a cool lake
on a hot day.
A nagging pain in my knee.
The laundry I still haven't done
Family and friends
who are no longer with us.

Or maybe
All they see is clouds.
Stephen S Dec 2018
New Year,
New fears.
New sorrow,
New tears.

New hurt,
New pain,
New clouds,
New rain.

New madness,
New fight,
New chaos,
New night.

Same me.
Stephen S Dec 2018
I got all the joysticks,
I get lost in my levels.
I am the master of fantasy,
of angels and devils.

I own every button,
I own every technique,
I own every combo, side quest,
and streak.

I could go sixty hours,
and still want some more.
My soul won't be fed
until I hit that high score.

When they question my madness,
I've only one to thing say:
"I am a gamer...
...and I came to play."
Stephen S Dec 2018
There was a place,
A calm disgrace.
Soft betrayal of time
and space.

There was a spot,
I mattered not
in your ever
twisting plot.

There was a time,
before the crime,
When your spirit
walked the thinnest line.

There was a year,
a solemn tear.
Held hostage in
the grip of fear.
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