Uncertain Beginning

Sabotaging prosperity forever looking to walk away

stuck within existence fear to leave, gone astray.

Staring out hearts prison window upon my sentenced floor

focused on my solace who’s on a distant shore.

  Beautiful reflection cast clear through frosted glass

stuck behind these walls times’ endless punishments never pass.

I want out of this, so longing to be me

 to rise above the great lake, to soar above the sea.

Like a dove in the razor wire she see’s no way out

I stayed inside myself, leaving her without doubt.

Still lost wanting to be found but tiring it seems,

aged like sweet wine he still desired his dreams.

Not so smooth going down, only twisted not broken,

gradual change comes through the help of a token.

Experience of life found bitterly sweet,

enter cryptic bagpipes without skipping a beat.

When will these walls stop closing me in?

Won’t be ending today, what has yet to begin.

 Shortened story of uncertainty not really worth being told,

each story has two sides and excuses twofold.

Dreamed I was a clown inhaling balloons that began making me sick,

knowing the show must go on, left unable to perform my last trick.

Unanswered by helium, life’s last curtain call

 shouts rang out of disaster, I could not take my bow.

 My chance having been given, I could not make'em wow.

Reviews

[angel]

This is amazing! I look forward to reading more. Please keep it up. Your talent is amazing. Poetry is one of the hardest forms of art to capture and you have done a great job.
xxangel