The Calling

 

I've met my inner spirit.

I've seen the world cry out on its knees,

I've heard the pain of babies screaming for their mothers not

Knowing that they must now fight this world alone.

I've seen the sun set on a desolate dreamland filled with

happiness and dreams where the children roam the streets with

balloons while holding a lollipop.

I've been in a storm at sea as the waves come crashing over the

decks and all hope slips into the angry mouth of the ocean

faith shows its beautiful eyes in a funnel cloud swirling peace

into thousand pieces. Like a million rose petals exploding in

mid air the chaotic misery brings answers to my questions

trapped on my fingertip.

I've seen life snuffed out from the innocence as the killers

roam our hallways. With obscure mixed edge figures they rob our

freedom.

I've experienced the hollow feeling of families being washed

out as I ignore the very love that stands in of front of me.

With my greed I take the love without knowing the meaning of life.

With lust I steal emotions in some cheap hotel room where names are as interchangeable as ornaments we hang with the first snowflake.

I’ve walked many miles,

Seen many places,

Loved many souls,

Took hearts,

Had my heart torn only to grow a new beat to the reality that with each step I slowly die.

My blooms faded my fragrance stale I turn my stems towards to rising the sun In hopes that I may renew.

Renew the youth that slipped through my boney fingers.

My spirit outdated my minded out mileage my words begin to seep through my shell.

Littering the pages of overdue I’m sorry(s) and shouldn’t of‘s my feet begin to slip unable to catch my

Falling translations my meanings bounce off the walls like marbles my tears hurl towards the ground.

Shattering into a thousand fiberglass letters my veins bleed my inner desires to the floor.

As the sun sinks into the horizon I make my peace with the demons dancing at the foot of my bed

with fangs drawn they grant my final wish.