Mood:
Topic: Poetry
everyday,
thoughts collide
emotions are laid
in the concrete of our minds
questions posed
we answer
as best we can
daily walk
with thoughts
at random come
like tears placed down
it is at once I realized
the lives we lead
shall never be easy
for then what would be the use
easy come, easy go
or so I have been told
I open myself up
to inspect that which
lies therein
finding open wounds
and festering soes
I now offer myself
to die at your hand
fatal blows I did once give
I take them in return
and envelope them in
from your eyes
I saw tears fly
I saw also
the pain
the fright
your body armor weaken
until at last
I gave up
I offered myself
gave up everything
to attain the help you needed
it is true, a lot of past pain
I caused, I made
but also I laid my soul bare
told all that had happened
left no stone unturned
it left my body and mind weakened
in a state of fright
I fled from the demons
that chased me
I took to the hills
from whence help did come
I laid down with sinners
mere men and women
bent from storms
sleet and wind.
they asked me no questions
I told them no lies
I returned
to die another day
Many years have past
since the present was made
in a backyard,oceans of grain
bedrooms doors sealed shut
against the tears of pain
I have known many
friends and enemies alike
they both had their tales to spin
it is recently I realized
I no longer am the vagabond
the transient in the night
I no longer pass through life
unconnected.
but I align myself
to understand all mysteries
to open them I must
the lives we lead
are but for a while
then to begin again
I give of myself
to receive blows from your pen
cutting me deeply
I lie prostate
taking it all in
I question
the past
as I relive all
that was given
I now know that
the lives we lead
are not in vain
it is merely
what we do with it