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 Jan 2014 Gabriel Peter Green
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I saw you at the bar
Drink in your hand
The rest is a blur
But I'm sure
We spoke
And exchanged
A moment or two
I think I know you
Even if I didn't
I would love to
Why do I have this curse?
of foretelling doom in verse
a spell that I can't reverse
if I stop, it will get much worse

how can this be controlled?
so I can tell of tales untold
will the truth ever unfold?
all the secrets that I must hold

why did it happen to me?
forced to write of what I see
am I somehow part of the key?
will I ever find a way to be free?
Walking down the road to nowhere
stumbling over rocks and debris
I never really wanted to go there
I never wanted this to be me

seems like dividing lines are blurry
I don't know if i'm in my lane
still, I head straight in a hurry
always stepping on my pain

the horizon and distance is the same
and the sign said no u-turn
the pavement is as hot as a flame
and all I can do is walk on to burn
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