tidal waves
starting from the bottom,
a life time
ago, inside backstabbers feeling the aftermath.
raising in anger
the sky above, gone so long.
lifted to
a journey of endless time, skies as dark as,
a blackened out knight.
a thief, not realising the fight,
that you daily gave flight.
academia loses me, swamping my left side,
my brain is crawling.
a right sided force to be reckoned with,
a release from the monotony of one
two
three, safety in numbers.
war of the world ensues, it's a game of thrones.
red versus blue, black versus white,
knowing I always saw,
the creativity in,
me.
© Sia Jane
Feb 17, 2014
Feb 17, 2014 at 1:00 PM UTC
tidal waves
starting from the bottom,
a life time
ago, inside backstabbers feeling the aftermath.
raising in anger
the sky above, gone so long.
lifted to
a journey of endless time, skies as dark as,
a blackened out knight.
a thief, not realising the fight,
that you daily gave flight.
academia loses me, swamping my left side,
my brain is crawling.
a right sided force to be reckoned with,
a release from the monotony of one
two
three, safety in numbers.
war of the world ensues, it's a game of thrones.
red versus blue, black versus white,
knowing I always saw,
the creativity in,
me.
© Sia Jane
Probably one of the oddest poem I have ever written!