Posts Tagged ‘pain’
week 469 ~ perhaps I have been misreading the signs
perhaps I have been misreading the signs
moving too hastily to conclusions
based on circumstances facts anyone’s
guess this mess of misdirection combines
paranoia and anger in a froth
of unknown duration much like whipped cream
that only lasts so long or a bad dream
or a candle that beckons a drunk moth
I flutter helplessly hooked soon to be
burned ripped hopes ride the rage out of my mouth
and I so long to hop a nightmare south
away from this truth or controversy
don’t think don’t talk but remember to breathe
you’ll ride out love’s storm like any disease
week 371 ~ terror in the streets where I have
terror in the streets where I have
walked where they walk live
but there is no help I can give
their pain is transferred but no salve
exists I can send them no laugh
no moment of joy the urge to
yell fight is omnipresent who
can sublimate this ferocious
attack that assaults all of us
but allows nothing we can do
week 288 ~ dance on close your eyes
dance on close your eyes
pain won’t go away
nevermind time flies
it takes a few tries
to find a new way
dance on close your eyes
and wait for blue skies
though spring just won’t stay
nevermind time flies
dreaming sometimes buys
respite for a day
dance on close your eyes
and soon they’ll realize
it’s your turn to play
nevermind time flies
life comes in your size
so jump in the fray
dance on close your eyes
nevermind time flies
week 235 ~ nerve endings on the outside
nerve endings on the outside
attract too many signals
cry too many tears can’t hide
here comes tragedy decide
what scenario cancels
nerve endings on the outside
a plan that pushes aside
pain as the future crumbles
cry too many tears can’t hide
can’t cope decisions collide
the future cut off dangles
nerve endings on the outside
react too quickly cockeyed
optimism stabbed crumples
cry too many tears can’t hide
or make time admit it lied
as what won’t be changed frazzles
nerve endings on the outside
cry too many tears can’t hide
week 91~ you cannot change the time and place
you cannot change the time and place
when you will have got over it
waiting it out’s the tricky bit
no magic thinking can erase
the pain that you look in the face
every morning or the hole where
your heart used to be like a prayer
at the alter of cast off crumbs
the road under my tires hums
driving away from what’s not there