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I fancied a time when two became one
When all of the grey clouds made way for the sun
I know there will be another tomorrow
But that doesn’t guarantee an end to my sorrow
But I’ve let it go. I’ve let it move on.
Time escalates until all of it’s gone
So why hold onto baggage
That you could rid and discard
So that you can free up your hands
And swing really hard
You may even connect and push someone back
Be a voice for the voiceless
Aim high and attack
Never surrender, never retreat
Keep building bridges
With wood and concrete
So that it may be sturdy
Stand high and *****
Reaching out to the people
To help them connect
I was never your shepherd
You wandered astray
Despite all my love, I gave freely away
I asked for no recourse
No walks by the Bay
No hand in hand holding
No words left to say
In your eyes I saw a blankness
You were adrift and aloof
You told me all lies, I only told you the truth
But your heart belongs elsewhere
Somewhere else, not with me
A crook stole your heart, but you never screamed, “thief!”
As we part, I feel sorrow
But I do not feel shame
It’s life and it’s struggles
It’s just part of the game
I keep my solitude in harsh conditions
To contemplate my inhibitions
Flashing light, blinded vision
Could not deter me from my mission
I reached and yelled, which caused me tension
Still, there are things I shouldn’t mention
That slip in and out of my attention
And help me escape into the fifth dimension
But that is where I tend to dwell
The madness away from the daily hell
Of living, breathing in and out my skin
Must it all end before it begins?
The mirror shows the face I almost know
I seem to recognize from a long time ago
He looks familiar, like a guy I once knew
But I’d never dare to take a step or walk a day in his shoes
He had it rough growing up
But he made it out fine
He stayed under the radar and never did time
Except for the time in his head
And the struggle within
And feeling discomfort inside his own skin
That I can’t handle
That’s when I quit
Cause who the hell has any time for that ****?
I crave a conversation soul to soul
For the determining factor to see who’s in control
What I have hidden up my sleeve and I don’t want you to know
Is that I’m a ticking time bomb about to explode
Tick tick tick, lickety split
Times running out
To rewrite the script
Give me my prize, give me my win
No matter the outcome of the wheel that I spin
Answer the riddle
Come take a ride
While keeping in context, that the soul’s what’s inside
A casket in a wasteland
Placed on powdered snow
Left to be discovered
In a hundred years or so
The chest adorned with carvings
Flowers, skulls, and bones
Shut tight, not to be opened
Just to perish under stone
Closed off from the elements
To ensure safe passage home
Or spend and eternity, never to be found
Left in solitude; alone
I hide beneath the trees, like it’s my own forbidden forest
I nestle under shade to cool my soul
I use rocks to hide my presence
In a mist like evanescence
Because the sun that’s beating down will take its toll
I hide away from others
I seclude to gain my peace
I find solace in the forest
Among the rocks and leaves
I justify my silence as I peer out from the hedge
I see a waterfall and I bathe at waters edge
I focus on my yin and yang
And I wallow with my spirit
And sometimes I scream out loud as hell, so everyone can hear it
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