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John Marsh Nov 2011
Time and time again I reach
Reach for the simplest goals
And time and time again I meet
The same impenetrable walls
Nothing I could ever conceive
Brought forth from my pitiful mind
Would ever help me see past
These horrible walls of mine
Now I’m left here with the pain
Left alone to fester and grow
Hoping that one day soon will bring
Relief from the all this suffering
And the peace of some fleeting hope
John Marsh Nov 2011
Just pick yourself back up
Off the side of the road
Scrape off the clinging mud
From your torn up clothes
Don’t be brought down by your
Hardships or struggles or
The prospect of tomorrow
Keep on the path you follow
Never swerve or falter
For the life you live is
Yours alone, and it belongs to no other
John Marsh Nov 2011
It’s all relative it is
The good and the bad you face
All the challenges life brings
Should each be put in their place
Let nothing change your views
Take the good right with the bad
Don’t let their value be skewed
And just treasure all that you have
If all your life was taken
And you were left close to dead
What would you see as good then?
Simply a place to lay your head
So learn to love your own life
Find peace in its ups and downs
You will still find reasons to cry
But you will find joy all around
John Marsh Nov 2011
How can you fight so hard and suddenly
Take yourself so far away from me?
It’s just another burn to tack on
As my heart and soul try to move on
But the list keeps growing and the wind
Keeps blowing away the good you did,
And leaving behind the freezing tundra
Of a lost individual and the
Terrible silence of being alone
That deafening tone everyone knows
That deafening lull, a chip in the stone
That sinks deep down, to the core of our soul
Right to the source code that makes our mind think
And that drives our weak selves’ right to the brink
Right to the cliff, the option we all face
To dive and let go, to die in that place
Or turn ourselves around and try to start
The grueling journey toward healing our heart
John Marsh Nov 2011
To feel your touch and to hear your voice
Seems like such a simple entreaty
And to go without may so seem easy
But the smallest dose makes me rejoice
In the simple pleasures of a long
Lost life, caught up in this tidal wave
Of emotion, yet sliding around
The true face of myself, all my pain,
My concealed inward explosion.
The striking pain of independence
Leaving behind these many fragments
From another time, now just remnants
Of the person I can’t be, so much
Less than what I want to see, in this
Now void world, empty of your touch.
John Marsh Nov 2011
Everything we leave behind
That which fails the test of time
Purging that by which we’re confined
Fixing all that we can refine
But we can never reach the title
The distant goal which is our prime
Our efforts strike us as too wild
To reach that perfected design
But we are set on absolution
Cleaning out our deepest mind
Embracing this inward revolution
Seeking newness undefined
John Marsh Nov 2011
Not satisfying but still creating
A tighter bond by struggles gained
A relationship so undulating
Through the confusion and the pain
Always building and ever brought closer
To defining a clear connection
But the idea again turned over
So re-crafting a strong affection
This friendship never a paradigm
But like a seed in fertile soil
And all good things it comes with time
The result is worth the trials and toil
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