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jo forstrom Feb 2014
Zeroland.

There are hills here where pavement once set
Long before all things sort of crashed and burned away all that once was inside of here

And out I travel to and fro picking up nails and finding a hammer to help rebuild a time long gone

So here I am here inside a promise that never came to be finding apple blossoms stuffed inside these smallest cracks here within a pavement that now slowly comes to a melt down
As I exhale me.

jo.
jo forstrom Jan 2014
Paper Dreams.

Out here I drift away inside of silented dreams
Paper ones

For my heart was taken away from me
Out there where those distant hillsides can be seen

It was I out there just walking inside of stilled sands of time

And doves encircled me inside of a moment that I fell deeply in love with a man of all time

And he whispered to me
I have built you a sailboat made of pieces of time
Come with me for this is where our forever lies

And it was then I awoke suspended inside of this my paper dream.

jo.
jo forstrom Jan 2014
Chances.

He broke each chance he was given

Bricks in the wall came tumbling on down

Drugs

And ***** were there to over take his very own soul of all souls

And if only
and so only if
he could have been taken out of this world before he broke his own heart.

jo.
jo forstrom Jan 2014
Moments

Moments days years go flying on by
And yesterdays dreams have gone on without me
And here I stand inside of a lonesome moment
Drowning in my tears.

jo
jo forstrom Jan 2014
Keeper Of The Wind.

Who goes there says I out loud

But there came no answer to my silly question

But the wind kept rattling itself outside and came in through each smallest crack

And I stood there so silently thinking who was it that just moaned
And out it came

A vapor that stunk of rotted old cheese

And I slumped over myself for I could not stand being consumed by this over offensive odor

And I grew ever so queasy inside of the deepest part of me

And it growled out at me that nasty oldest thing that now grew ever so tall in front of me

And he snickered out loud
and he said in the gruffest voice

I am the master of the wind

The oldest survivor of all things

And you are now of me

And I was hurled forward deep within that humanless being until I was never more.

jo.
jo forstrom Jan 2014
I have built these cages of mine inside of me to hide out and to just lie down and cry

Cry like I have never done before

For once inside of time
Waves of such happiness were mine

Did you hear me

They were just mine

And now lost and trapped I have become
For of all nothingness I am

And now please leave me alone

For of nothing I shall always be.

jo.
jo forstrom Jan 2014
If.
If.

If the sun danced and the moon cried that long ago night

That night when I laid down and died in the meanest way

For gone was my setting sun

And gone was my moon that whispered words of a love ever lasting

So I laid myself down and I wept long and deep inside of forever where broken promises were strewn by the wayside.

jo.
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