trance

Sometimes I lose myself ... into a trance I fall and I think until the voices I hear get tangled.

Then someone sneaks into my vision.. and the trance breaks.

How is it I travel into the future and past at the sametime?

I can hear those last words, spoken like daggers. Yet I see the day we began as one.

Somehow you forgot to mention that fear would rule your heart. And somehow I forgot to read between the lines.

(Somehow these ghosts of w****s past gained admittance to your dreams,

and I exercised them out)

Afternoons of lust, turned into a maybe we should talk. If I could take the attention. If I could be that person once more. I think we'd be looking through different glasses.

I take you at a word, and take it for the truth. I live it out, and return back here.. to the land of my trance.

Walking in my wasteland of dreams and forgotten moments. I wonder when the lines all blurred?

Twist it , bend it and work the fade. Its all how you look at it I guess. I stand at the front door, hand resting on the handle. I stare into the darkness.. and I wonder. Who will I meet on the other side? Words that fill with laughter, a look into my future? Or words that cut like razor, a fall into my past? I part the deep dark waters and wade into my life.. and pray to hell this life wont swallow me whole and drag me out to sea.

Reviews

[Rob Santana]

incredible work here. I really like your style of writing. I look forward to reading more of your work.

[Sarah Ramsbottom]

thank you so much. :)

[ms. barrie]

very profound, once again your choice of words and how you were able to weave them through-out this poem is truly astounding. your words, flow captivates the reader and i for one can relate to everything you conveyed in this poem. this is exquisitely written. thanks for sharing :)