Looking back on the choices That were made, roads not traversed, chances not taken.
Regret slithers in, venomous promises encapsulating the emptiness within.
Lies for the foolish to believe, mannequin made of wasted time and skin.
Lifetime spent running from vile self perceived sins.
Drink the tears of person who used to be.
Forgotten hopes cluttering the minds eye, pushing at the seems.
Fall in line with what should be, enjoy the trappings of what they say is life's dream.
Shut eyes tight, pretend, smile for the world, good enough to feign belief.
Must be better to be envied for what is not.
Than deal with the pain it would take to find what is sought.
So close at times, then fade again doing only what told one ought.
War waged within, burning, numbing, decaying and in the cycle caught.
Snuff the embers of passion, not whats needed.
Live where love is not, inner voice wont be heeded.
Stay in the shadow of the colossus, just another day complete.
Brief moments of time, reminded of what it is to be free.
Fearful of when the time will come.
Cold wasteland devoid of love, in sorrow to succumb.
Stuck always under the masters thumb.
NO!, toss the match on this bridge and in the flames, BECOME.
No comments:
Post a Comment