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David Leger Aug 2014
I am left the lone soldier on the battlefield,
The others have fled.

Heroes into the arms of God
Cowards to the hills.

I am alone in the light of day;
No masters to serve, nor subordinates slave.

I can see for miles,
Yet this ground is unknown to me.

I walk the line between history,
And numbered days.

Shall I be a fabled burst of flame,
Or be forgotten as smolders of ash?
Is it better to burn out or to fade away?
David Leger Aug 2014
You'll see me here again
At the end of the dock,
In the morning mist;

Waiting for soothing rain
As waves crash the rocks,
Yet I remain the Optimist;

For when I breathe a sigh of sorrow,
I trust my sun will shine tomorrow.
What is happiness without a little sorrow?
David Leger Aug 2014
I let go too slow,
Then I cut them quick
And bled the pieces of my heart
that were them,
And have been a part of me for so long.

I hate to see them go,
I really do.
Some friends will heal your scars, other's will cut out your heart.
David Leger Aug 2014
I thought heartbreak was a movie deal
Never knew it would turn out to be this real
But when everyone you care about
Leaves you in a world of doubt
You feel,
Like your heart is never gonna heal
And that ain't all you're gonna feel but now it's got some massive mass appeal.

I stepped into the world out side,
Shortly after I began to die
I left my eyes wide open
And they were quickly stolen
And I,
Could only turn a blind eye,
When everybody walking by
Were ***** thieves, and they were sly.

Just as I was looking to spread my wings
I saw them for sale on a street corner with my other stolen things:
But they were somewhere far away,
I saw them through my eyes stolen just the other day.
I'm all over the place in some love-devoted crime ring,
But while I'm everywhere, I'm still dreaming
Cause maybe someone out there can mend these lonely heart stings.

And I don't care what happens to me!
Cut off my legs and I'll search the seven seas
Cause I'm not a machine
I'm a human being
Just because I'm broken i won't run out of steam!
I'll gather myself one day, whenever that may be,
And she'll be the one who bought the missing pieces of me.
Probably going to add to this, I think it still needs a bit of closure to bring it full circle.
David Leger Aug 2014
We met at the base of the tree
     and then we played hide and seek.
You hid under cover of the leaves
     and I was searching every branch
     expanding infinitely.

You see, I heard your laugh,
     it attracted me.
I followed your voice
     but it only echoed within me.

And this tree has grown
     larger than I ever imagined,
     while you stay hidden
     among the countless leaves.
David Leger Aug 2014
December has lost my favor,
I desire the Fall season's ways,
For now at least until I change my ways.

The cool winds clashing with the vibrant colors,
Burning out in flames as the leaves dance to the ground;
Death comes to sweep away their pain,
Bare bones of the earth, creaking in the winds, and cracks that cut the silent air, frost layering their skeleton shadows.

I could sleep for eternity under the darkened sky,
Contemplating the flocks as they fly.

The summer air lingers for a moment more,
As the seasons toil their machines of war.

The trees are hunched in their armor;
The cold is rushing down from the North;
As the innocent flee the battlefield,
In the calm before the storm.
Some seasonal imagery as Autumn approaches.
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