And I still pick up the pieces from time to time.
Ten lines
One shape
Red Blood
My escape.
- Mood:
thoughtful
In a place
That’s not yet settled
In my mind
It’s always nettled
The constant nagging
The senseless tease
That game you play
For your release
My body is restless
You’re wearing me thin
Times running short
And I’m closing in
Not much left to say
What hasn’t been spoken?
I’ve done all I can
But yet I’m still broken
I’m on the verge
Of just saying goodbye
You knew this would happen
Don’t act surprised
I’ve done all I could
Said all that I can
Perhaps you’ll learn
For me, I’ll just stand
I washed my sheets
To rid the scent
Of what we shared
but never meant.
- Mood:
discontent
As I sat, phone in hand
I contemplated who to call
But the sound of the thunder stopped me
The lightning, it intrigued me,
And the rain, hitting my face
Soothed that ache that was present
And all other presence, whom ever it be
Whom ever I would have called
Didn’t exist
It was me, and nature
So I sat there and admired,
Admired each drop, every strike,
And Of course every roar the sky let out
I counted the seconds between
The moment the light seen my eyes
And the thunder met my ears
Just as my father did when I was young
5, 6, 7, 7 miles away
Closer than I thought, I thought to myself
And the scent, it was so pleasant,
And everything, just felt so free
So pure, so natural
As if all indecent structures, persons,
Just didn’t exist
It was life, and nature
Something so simple, yet extravagant
Though few take time to see the beauty in its all
In its whole
Yet that split second of light
Gives me all I could want to see in life
All that should be needed
So that bass tone rumble
Is more than music to my ears
And that rain
Cleanses me in my entirety
As nothing ever could
For all we need is simplicity
The simplicity of nature
And all insignificant matters,
Materials and presences
Do not exist
- Location:my bedroom.
- Mood:
thankful - Music:none.
And I must say I'm quite excited.
that's about all for now.
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- Mood:
creative