Entombment of our Lives

Breaking free from reality and stepping into life.

The years keep stretching

digging deep flying high, making room for years to come

memories building up to tell the times of past for i know i won't

Forever Last

 

 

My stain on this world is one of many

just a grave dug deep and my soul that yearns to fly

to leave my earthbound tomb and step away from all the gloom

years of preparation and hard work to set my own soul up for

True Happiness

 

The memories still resting deep down in that tomb

Don't go looking for me in that cold dark ground for i do not reside there.

By body i will stay, the many bones that formed my figure.

But the bones were just a stability a back bone for my soul

to teach me the hardships of peripheral reality until the day

I'm Ready

 

Ready to break the chains to the body i was offered.

You see reality is nothing but in which we all live now

day by day the many choices that we face the strain in all directions

We are nothing but hosts inside our tight stretched skin just waiting to

Break Free

 

To break the ties that bound our essence, and once i am released i've got nothing but endless time and endless chances.

So it be that i will make my mistakes and take them in to learn

that once you take that chance on reality the reward is your

True Life.

Author's Note

Let me know what you think. (sorry for any grammer errors)

Reviews

[Mike Espinosa]

This is a cool poem. You took on an interesting subject and conveyed it very well. However, I think you need a few more commas or line-breaks in a few places. I only bring this up since you used periods periodically (no pun) and commas sparingly. Without these line-breaks or commas, the sentences seem more run-on-like and confusing. After as second read, it makes sense, but it broke my flow through your piece. You have good potential though. Your capitalization of "True Life" at the end was very powerful. Nicely done.