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Thomas Harvey May 12
Each night I dream a deep blue sky
A place where only birds could fly
Each morn I lie awake
Wondering who else made that mistake

Many of men I’ve seen waste their dime
Trying to hold and buy back time
It’s a common misconception
Often laced with deception

For a wise man knows, it’s the foolish who ask
And it’s the blind who lead the mass
Many search and few find
But so is the many that falls behind

I myself have seen my eyes full of fire
Burning to know true desire
So where do I fit?
Yet who am I to question it

I could spend a lifetime is search of freedom
Only to be left with a sea full of conundrums
Of each problem to ever exist
And temptations I have to resist

So, I’ve become the fool at hand
While time slips through my fingers like sand
Now it's too late for me to understand
That it’s the devil that haunts a hungry man
Thomas Harvey May 12
The moon, the stars, all seem so far
The lakes, the sea, all call to me
How could it be, how could it be so bizarre
Where is it, where is it I long to be

For I could sail the seven seas
And all would end in misery
I could walk a thousand miles
And never get to see your smile

The birds, the trees, all seem so calming
The air, the wind, all fly around me
How can I, how can I keep from falling
In the abyss that I see

For I could roam the earth
Without a doubt in mind
Knowing that I know what your worth
And so, I could live being blind

The moon, the stars, all seem so far
The lakes, the sea, all call to me
How could it be, how could it be so bizarre
For where, where is it I long to be
Thomas Harvey May 12
Why, why am I so obsessed?
Obsessed with the sea and sky
Is it because I feel blessed
Or do I wish I could fly

Fly away from all my troubles
The little that there is
Could I ever be that humble
I guess it’s better living in ignorance bliss

Is it delusional to dream as such
Wishing for something to happen
Even I can see myself blush
If only I were a ship’s captain

Sailing the seas; living free
Certainly, I should grow tired
Yet I would sail until her eyes were in front of me
And she’ll know that love does not expire

It sounds so easy in my head
Maybe it’s time I played the cards I was dealt
The sun going away, doesn’t meant there’s anything to dread
The sunset is pleasant, but there’s nothing more resplendent than herself
Thomas Harvey May 12
May
I open my eyes but am blind to the sea
My ears are filled with myths
For no creature could lurk in the abyss
Perhaps I should have paid the fee

The air is denser than it was yesterday
The sun is refusing to shine
And the lonely sea continues to whine
Six more nights till I see May

I try to sleep at day
To be prepared during nightfall
That’s when I hear him call
Five more nights till I see may

I’m getting closer I think
Based on my supply of food
It’s not lot looking to good
One more night, I say on the brink

He waited for me to reach the bay
Where he rose larger than the sun
There I knew I was done
Here I almost made it to May
Thomas Harvey May 12
I strum a chord on an old guitar
I look out and see one old man at the bar
It’s quite common for no one to be here
That’s become one of my fears

After the show, the man looked into my eyes
As if he was feeding from all my lies
He asked if I could do no better
Then he left me with a letter

The letter contained every detail of my life
It even described me dying to a knife
But it can’t be real, it just doesn’t sit well
Could this really be hell?

When I look in the mirror, my bodies on fire
My eyes burn in tune with desire
Yet when I step away, the flames extinguish
And I’m left only in pain and anguish

Then I awake from the same fever dream
In hopes of learning what it means
So, I pick up a guitar and play a track
But I feel a sharp pain, as I fall, with a knife lodged in my back
Perhaps I have gotten lucky twice
It’s hard to imagine so
But I’m sure of it, it’s something I know
The same kind of luck like the roll of a dice

The first was knowing you
Of all the places I could have been
Of all the towns I could have wound up in
That was the first of many clues

The second was to love you
Who would have thought that of us
To think if I’d never got on that bus
All my days may have been blue

So perhaps I have gotten lucky twice
It’s hard to imagine so
But I’m sure of it, it’s something I know
The same kind of luck, like the roll of a dice
I never wanted any of this
I didn’t see for it
What would I have missed
What more could you fit

Now it’s almost as if I’m blinded
How could anything but you have a prettier glow
Maybe I should resort to being empty minded
Or is it better to know?

When I’m around you I can’t pretend
My walls are down and I’m there stuck
I question if my heart could ever mend
Yet I gamble on fool’s luck

Dreaming of the days to come
Quietly understanding that there may be non
Hoping they won’t leave me numb
Patiently waiting until the day is done

For love is a flick and a flame
Each step leads to a darker night
There is no true one to blame
And so, we become each other’s light
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