Removing The WoolA Poem by Choosing Life
On the edge of thoughts Feet hanging over yesterday Arms raised up for tomorrow to save me While today seems to tick At no particular pace at all And sentimental moods Sweep over me Like the waves of a tsunami Destroying my facade Of All I need is me And I watch the walls of simplicity Get overly complicated And extroverted tendencies die While I take introspection's hand And we analyze Every miniscule strand of my existence Wondering why I distance my heart from me Afraid to see myself as lonely I turn up stones And hide behind ruins Refusing to grind again Letting love blow in the wind My lips sealed like a dam And wont spew forth How scared I am As sands in the hour glass fall down And to my left and my right There is only my shadow A hollowed reflection of myself Casting forth darkness My alter ego Does not exist Creating me only I watch the waves toss my thoughts in the air And I want you here But who are you And who I am to be Memories are tricky Have you remembering only when the sun did shine Playing mental checkers with your own mind Skipping over the places where tears slid down And cheeks burned hot with anger As you loved a stranger you only thought you knew Decisions made on whim With slim pickings and odds even slimmer Than Jack Sprat Now you won't chose at all Afraid to risk Your heart enclosed in a clinched fist So tight You slit wrists in your mind When you don't live and die To life But where do you go from nowhere And how did you get there in the first place Recounting the mistakes Learning but not advancing far enough From the emotional rape of bad choices And hearing too many voices in your head That makes alone your friend But in the end the reflection of self is always seen And what is wrong with wanting to love and be loved Eventually from your own eyes the wool must be removed © 2008 Choosing Life |
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Added on February 26, 2008 AuthorChoosing LifeCloser To Me...Nearer to TheeAboutI work and go to school fulltime so sometimes I have to post and run. It is just me and my little Yorkie, Prissy~ I could say more but no need... Read me and know me... Be Well. If you just must kno.. more..Writing
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