The holding on is over now
You have let me go
Just as trees give up their leaves
Slowly, surely
I knew it would be this way
That I wasn't strong enough
To release you first
I never wanted to give up
On that eternal summer
That beautiful season
Of hope and loving
When nothing mattered more
Than being in your arms
When my heartbeat increased with the miles on my way to you
I play in the sun with those memories from time to time
When it's quiet and my mind allows it
Wearing fleece lounge pants that... (like me)
You never wanted.

'T was a throne too high to mount;
Even for Goliath.
Too large to fit; to secure one,
And yet they rose me and I sat.
As Croseus did receive; I did receive.
Until sight (with the clouds) reeled,
To whom I offered exchange.
Granted; humbled; homed;
I fell,
To silent, safer depths.
And yet still they found me.
Silent still I remain.
Of revelations..... none, which they don't already know.
Spare that they are too ignorant to know it so.

Take the girl who walks the straightest.

One with:
Honesty
Understanding
Compassion

Spin her round 3 times.

Let the centrifugal force **** out:
Her Truth
Her Perception
Her Benevolence

Then tell her to walk straight again.

She will never walk straight again.

A useless game of tug of war
Heart and head are equal foes
The soul will lose either way
That's just the way it goes.

There are no more years with which to play
No more months to just idle away
Not much more time for things I should say
Besides, they won't listen anyway.

And so now the white flag will be
flown
As I take my leave to the unknown
Some marble placed and a flower thrown
In place of a love I've never known.

In those deep, deep clutches of the heart
Where every pain is held
And covered with others over the years
All wrapped up together
Every injury, dismissal, loss, and rejection
Disappointment, abandonment, cast off, and failure
How could a heart even grow under all that?

What if stars had no purpose
Other than make us wonder
During peace the wealthy still
Show up to go and plunder
Slimy long-aged miracles
Still find rocks to crawl under
Deadly draughts continue on
Despite the sound of thunder