Untitled Poetry
I don’t really know how or why it happens, but from time-to-time, I get in such a way that I can fire off a full and relatively decent (going by feedback anyway) poem or song in well under an hour. I guess it’s the poetic version of being “in the zone”. It happened again yesterday morning sort of, though this time I know where the inspiration came from. I awoke from a hauntingly sad dream, and some of the words were already on my lips. So I typed them down as accurately as my less than fully awake mind would allow and went from there. Never was able to come up with a title for it though. Anyway, fair warning, this isn’t a happy one. At all.
And now when I stalk these halls
There’s no one here to answer the calls
All hope is gone
There’s no smiles, nothing left to see
With all my heart I defended you for so long
But one slip-up and you’re long gone
My childish eyes, they didn’t realize
That you were having problems too
And I wasn’t there like you needed me, it’s true
Thought it was enough, to stand up for you
But you needed more than I ever knew
More than a child could ever give
More than I could hope to understand
I was too young to be a man
So you left me high & dry
To trudge through my crappy life
Left me with nothing
No hope, no happiness, no reason left to smile
It feels like a bad dream
When I stalk these halls
And you aren’t here to answer my call
It doesn’t feel right, no
Not at all
Not at all…
Until our next…
And Now, Poetry
Once Upon A Memory
They say
Every day
That it was always better
In the olden days
That now
The skies are dark & gray
And looking back
Is the only way
Nothing could be better
Than our golden age
No nothing could be greater
Than the games
We used to play
To remember the good times
We gloss over the bad
Shove to the back
The things that made us sad
But what about now
What about how
The things that bring joy
To this dark lonely day
So much to your dismay
Are today’s trials any worse
Than the things we used to curse
Do faces in the crowd
Still scream out loud
Crying out from the past
For a justice that lasts
Everyone looks the same
In, rose-tinted hues
But the bad things we’ve done
Must not be forgotten
When we look back through our past
Remember
It’s just as it is today
Darkness and light intermixed
Scales of color, scales of gray
And think
Once upon a memory
Things may be different now
The circumstances may have changed
But that doesn’t mean
We’re worse off than we were
And maybe
We are even still okay
Just a little something I whipped in about 30-35 minutes, just before I started this post. Lemme know what you think!
Nope, I’m still on hiatus…
It’s Almost Time…
It’s 2010 in most of the world now
And the last decade is all gone
But I have a few more minutes left to go
I’ve already made my peace with this past decade
So all that remains to do
Is watch slowly fade like a lonely ghost
On into the night
As it settles into the past for all eternity
And slowly fades from memory…
Goodbye to 2009
With morning comes 2010
Muse Control
I should’ve been sleeping. It probably wouldn’t have been restful, but I need some sleep, yo! Alas, the epically fantastic movie “The Crow” and some interesting chat woke up my Muse, which sleeps just fine thanks. I came up with this off the top of my head right there in the chat room. It’s a strange feeling, to actually be self-aware enough to feel yourself get into a mindset that… I would presume, is rather similar to an athlete being “In the Zone”. Kinda trippy.
I leave you now for some much-needed sleep, with the poetic words that I said… Hope y’all like it. Sweet dreams.
What is love? Life is crazy…
When she’s not here
I feel so alone, lost & gone
It feels all wrong
But I know it’s right
This is how it always felt
I just didn’t know it
I found something more
Something worth living for
A love worth fighting for
Stand up… stand up, wake up
Life is real, no longer a dream
My eyes can’t deceive my heart anymore
Now I know, yeah, now I know there’s more
Can’t stop it
It’s broken out of me
And I’ll never be same
Break me free
Come save me
Do you believe?
That me is dead and gone
Replaced by the me that you now see
Can you believe that I stand now
This feeling… I’m not afraid
For the first time
I’m not afraid
The smile on my face won’t go away
What’s left for me
But to fade, fade away
No way, never never gonna say…
Good day
Rainy Days and Cloudy Skies
Rainy days and cloudy skies
Are some of my closest friends
Rarely do I feel so alive
When I feel the rain on my skin
It purifies, and takes away my pain
A better touch I haven’t felt
The rain’s gentle caress
It feels so good that I could melt
I don’t need the sun to shine
To feel good inside
The cloudy skies protect my eyes
From the sun’s harsh rays
Hide me out from brighter days
Afraid to embrace the warmth
I’m so used to the somber greys
Should I change my ways
Is it already too late
To let go of my self-hate
It’s lonely but peaceful standing out here
Embracing my friend the rain
Is this how I’m supposed to feel
Standing under the cloudy skies
Is this the only way I can feel alive
… Wow, that was really amazingly bad. Oh well.
