There you are. Misdirected part of life. You glide into demons. Smile with lack of concern. Tight smile, the sign. You dance with reckless move; You sing maniac thoughts; You act with disregard. Triple threat ******. Release me from your show.
The joy in the bite; Fighting out of corners; Looking for the gentle hand to guide; Where is the former self; Lost in nothing; Eating and sleeping are refuge. Dreams make sense of a world That no longer matters. When will the departure happen. Slowly drifting from most basic To a lost world that has no cure.
You knew this was it. There you are, still, Subject of my quest. Have come to know you In and out. Seeing scars as I make my own. Leaving me to guess. Silently giving. There for me. Generous person, When done, Dispatched. The gift of knowing you Lingers with me.
Don't just follow. Put a thought in the path. Might be a block. Might be a bridge. Don't forget the lesson of a child to share. Build mudge pies. Lay bare your turtle heart. Choose to listen. Speak your point softly once you've heard. Maybe you'll win. Maybe you'll lose. Be yourself Respect your group. Let us not forget to share. Appreciate the gift of others. Sometimes choose me. Promise to heal others.
Crisp leaves scrap the pavement Just outside my window; The freedom of travel at will of God; Me, hostage inside at work; The dead leaves move; The living me sits. No equity in that. Leaves dancing And rattling with their own beat. Me silent, listening.
Piled with trash of discontent; Pushed aside with tired hand; Grief uncovered; Airing out all fears; Allowing the blue in; Wipe away debris of dark; Opened eyes to light of forward. Full of all concerns Which have ever feared; But underneath the weight crushes; Atop you can gauge your foe. Atop you may climb ahead. Atop you may see a path. Push aside the trash of discontent.
Sometimes life just smooths past. All is set on the perfect course. Nothing falls in awkward direction. Humor runs from the corners like honey. Love twists about with satisfaction. To be charmed with such days is To also know the wrong. Life's trials make the charmed days More intensely felt.