Watching winter's pond
Notice all the ripples gone
I see death again

©  2017 Jim Davis

I laid myself down
beneath the summer moon.
The breeze was warm,
and grass was cool.
I gazed at the trees
swaying in the breeze,
and listened to the stream
flowing free as could be.
I want to be the water
running wild as a dream.
I want to be the rain
dripping off of the leaves,
but what I want even more
is to be the blood in your veins,
to take over your heart,
and soak up all your pain.  
I would make you forget
all the hate and disdain.
I would fill you with joy,
and kiss your soul everyday.

This distracted motioning
even though the world is static,
I'm  suffering from vertigo
of where I stand tall.

In a world slowing down
I see motionless moments
the faster it speeds up.

I'll leave my
Heart here
crying for
something.

There's a tiredness in my bones that runs deeper than my ability to think. I am tired of this life, of living for the others I am driven to love. They are difficult. I am exhausted.