fall far behind

 

forever ago. i am sorry i did not realize sooner

but looking back and seeing what was there

i was too naive at the time

to even care

and there you stand with your hand stretch out

 but my love is rusted out 

from this old machine long run on nothing but smoke 

and as i dare to fade away with the wind that drifts

present time. i am sorry i cannot come

i have forgotten everything i have found

pushing feelings to far out places

my world goes round

and i wear a gun so it shows 

to remind me how it kills 

and the feathers feel soft to a cogent hand 

which is no longer mine

 who shot the trigger and hit straight the target 

i fall and feel the sting

telling me im alive

future days. my ghost that stands

reminding us of what we can

the choices we make, the steps we run

the wounds that open breaking blood to air

we cant live if we dont care

Reviews

[Vesa Lee]

I think this is excellent.
The images that it brought to mind were flickering, glowing, sad.
I read this again and feel as if I'm hearing a lullaby sung too late.
Great write.

[ForgetMeTomorrow]

wow this is really intense and beautiful, i really enjoyed it. its so dark and lovely and it makes me feel really sad but in a good way, i like things that evoke such emotion. great writing as usual colleen!

[An owl on the moon]

Such a dark, beautiful depth... Pain. Distance. Loss. Your words are a world that lies below the surface of a life, fragile like the dust that covers a memory... Haunting...