Beginning Anew
It’s frightening beginning all over again
Frightening
But necessary
Often every day
Often every few minutes
I have to start again
Humbly change course to the new
I wish that steady courses were all too true
But alas they are not
Only change is the Rorschach’s blot
That determines whether I dwell inside of sanity
That determines whether I live amongst the ashes of the past
Or the ephemeral mists of the future
Or am I present in the present?
I feel a great and growing dissent
Amongst the souls of my spirit, its armies
Are ready to rise and see what all is good
They are ready to see what all is happiness
Death has reigned for far too long
Death in the form of rules so rigid
That they snap at the slightest breath
Life always seems to erupt through the bricks
The bricks and the concrete cannot hold it back
Life is always placing roots deeper and deeper
Steeper and steeper is it’s climb toward the sun
All I know is that the pursuit of fun
Is leading me toward the meadows
I hear the rivers running toward them as well
I think it’s time to break this shell of a mask that covers my face
I dwell in lonely, in sharp disgrace
no more
5/12/18
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