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May 2018
I wander all my days
Through the past of youth,  
Into the years of me a kid
And bleat with humor
At the death, that I can only be

And stumbled on a simple truth

That I am only man
And
Of justly thought

as i ever thought I'd be

To kick the habit and drown the pain
Of all of  course and just of course

And pushed the dark away.

So turn my gaze to now
to nevermind the past

For the cool and calm
is now my just design

For age now has awoken
And time has thusly spoken
and now i owe  to he

The change
The strange
Of what I saw

And that I will to be


In between the this and that
Of what I hope awaits

wanders chances
Hopes and ponders

Is the child
fool and free

So to the dark I gaze
The pool of empty time

That calls
Come now
I made the then
I see and do admire

And Not, a moment waist

For I am home again

From,
where I did come

From,
Of you no face

You of  never  age
And forever No, to rage

Made of dieing stars

From places not of mortal pain

Where the sun

has no domain

And the pulse and pressure in your chest
Tells you that is true
That the sky will never darken
With a  fight to now renew

So Do then ask again
Now Into the dark


That all the happy that you feel
With all the greivous pain

Do  you still  walk
with muscles spent

Twards dawn
To die again.
Written by
Krison  35/M/Us
(35/M/Us)   
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