This gaping wound Open hole blistering and festering I push on But I’m dead inside Feels like I’m already doomed Persisting and resisting
By Kenneth cruz4 years ago in Poets
I left heaven Walked straight out Cause I was too afraid That’s my refrain Now back to the disdain A willing victim to the pain
Longing for greatness Even just to taste it But my talents wasted And the devils already paved the way The only one that rewards me
Pages turn Feelings like soft embers burn Like ashes spilled from an urn My heart begins to yearn Whispers echo in my head
What happens to a dream deferred? Does it evaporate like water spilled in the sun? Or Does it linger like the scent of a loved one?
Longing to feel the flame.. To become lost in the warmth And distracted by the pain May it burn away any prior stains Take my heart by the reins
I wasn't trying to make it about me or you.. Just wanted it to be about us, for once. Mutual lack of trust has always got us in ruts.
Perfection Something I always sought Somehow I always fell short Born flawed Yet still I scratched and clawed But never content with my own reflection
I can't write happy poems on rainy days I can write about the birds singing Or a red cardinal shinning bright when inside I feel turmoil and plight
Love the great gamble Stakes to great to handle But to live without taking a chance To go to the ball and not dance To Iive without experiencing
I'd bleed on a page But don't have a stage Trapped in this cage Filled with hidden rage Demons that aren't afraid of your sage
It's magical The opposite of practical I can't explain what it all means to me Everyday I almost feel like I wake up in a different reality
