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On a road, I don't know where it leads
I don't care that I am lost
Feet are burning but I continue on
Determined to escape at all costs

I will keep going until my knees buckle
Regret following with steady pace
Broken dreams viewed in my periphreals
Cannot be fixed, salvaged, or replaced

Mile by mile, distancing myself
Unable to fully outrun lurking past
Almost is as good as I get
Have the lead for a moment but always come in last

I travel at a safer pace
I'm already immersed in danger
Desperation grows as I lift legs
Lengthy journey stretches riling anger

There is no detour to avoid my confusing thoughts
Maps behind eyes I'm striving to chart
I stumble but I still advance
I'll always follow my heart
Follow your heart but don't forget to take your brain with you
When thinking about the past
I cannot help but cry
Could have had everything we wanted
You just had to try
Sigh.. I could have tried harder I suppose
 Jan 2019 PEARL SMOKE
Mitch Prax
To this day,
your name
still hurts my tongue
but I still say it anyway.
Sometimes I like to
hear my soul
gently tear itself
apart.
 Jan 2019 PEARL SMOKE
Mitch Prax
there are some nights
when life tosses you a name
back into your brain
without caution
and we spiral back
into the memories we thought
had left behind a long time ago.
Sometimes our souls take a fall
over life, an endless cliff,
so let the future help
take you higher than before
so that when a toxic name
crawls back into your veins,
you can fight the poison
that wants to reach your heart
oh so badly.
 Jan 2019 PEARL SMOKE
Mitch Prax
You drive me crazy,
but not in the romantic way.
You turn my brain upside down;
you leave me clueless and hopeless-
your image branded into my mind
and I can't seem to drive you out
of my dreams.
 Jan 2019 PEARL SMOKE
Mitch Prax
There was a time where we
meant the world to each other.
Those nights together seem so distant and
I'd do anything to relive those perfect moments.
I don't understand what went wrong-
you turned away and closed the door.
Believe me,
I've tried putting the pieces back together
but they always never fit.
Perhaps some people were never
meant to fit together.
Laying in bed listening to music
Trying to relax so I can fall a sleep
Thinking about settling
Everyone else did the same
Did so much got no where
Others think you have ambition
No drive or motivation
Telling you to change
Already changed so much
Just want to be myself
Tired of being told how to act
Over listening to what people say
Others making me out to be a monster
I know who I am, What I can do
Tried to inspire the uninspired
Help those who don't want to be helped
Changed for the better so much compromise
Told to think bigger set goals
Years of doing what I love
Don't need recognition
Years of minding your own
Others think you are weak and broken
Finding a way to be happy
Not about money or material possessions
Not asking for permission I just do it
I'd say sorry, never forgiven not able to change
Soberiety is my way to make it better
Not the same tired of holding onto hurt and pain
Learned to forgive myself move forward
Got to do it right, never given a second chance
Make the most of things they don't last forever
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