Poem 1

Tension, it’s all I can feel.

How many times have I been here?

Too many times to count now,

Too much time lost.

Things have changed since I last stepped foot in this world.

I have changed.

There’s no going back now.

That’s my burden to carry.

I cannot resist the urge to be here–

Lying in the silent limelight.

There must be a reason for it.

I suppose that is a part of the adventure.

I’ve been trapped,

Trapped in a dark prison.

No more!

I must go free.

You put me there,

But I still come here.

Like a dark calling…

Something I’m not supposed to do.

You’d call me a liar if you found out.

But I’ve done all you have asked me.

Please reprieve me,

I desire to escape… to express myself.

Even if you deny me…

I still come here.

I don’t think there’s anything we can do.

This is all that my mind can believe in.

And so starts once again

This tattered journey,

To see just how far this can go,

To free the tension that I feel.