as i lay dying with my thoughts on the ground

as i lay dying with my thoughts on the ground

A Poem by rockface

as the subtle signs of morning
creep up my bedroom wall
i still lay in bed
anything i can do to stall
but as beams cascade on my new painted door
and my feet hit the cold new floor
there's no sound other then a rustle here and there
the day is quite and there is nothing more
i eat my eggs with coffee too
i think about the things today
that i never wanted to do
i think about the day
i now have to get through

i sit at my computer to write and to think
all my thoughts fall to the brink
they stop at the edge and have a look down
and one of the thoughts says with a frown
they dont want to go
they want to stay here

i wrap my arms around it
so it knows that its safe
i jump down and tell it to be brave
i tell it its okay and there is nothing to fear
and it doesn't even wince as the ground begins to near
it wraps up tight into the crevice of my arm
knowing Ive always protected it from harm
it tells me to wake it when i think we will be down
so it can play and mingle with the others in the town
i never tell it the truth
as we plummet to our death
this was the only way
i could save it from the rest
i hug it tighter and try to say fifteen minutes
and hit the ground before i can finish

on my back i fell to give him a chance
but that was for me because i couldn't let go
and now around me in the stale air it shows
the freezing air will keep us here
it will never let us go

© 2013 rockface


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rockface
rockface

osprey, FL



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some people have parents that motivate them. for some people its their coach. in the end it doesn't matter; you must have self motivation or you'll lose everything. because in the end the only person .. more..

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