THE MOMENT….

Observing through the rays….

The blanket of pain eludes my sweet little smile

The emergence of friendship rates me down

The swiftness of wind shakes my heart

The pain within is awakened again

If Shakespeare would rise again

I wonder what more would be written

For if baked cake would turn into flour again

The impossibilities inter woven

like stars coming down to kiss me goodnight

That pain still lingers far a way.

I cant share much of that pain

That is suicide echoing for betrayal

For the cities have seen enough of it

That’s why wars and court rooms are filled to capacity

Yet secrets have become my slimming diet pills

That is why when i get into my bedroom

My pillow become the very best of friends 

Hoping my thoughts must be small

Small enough to pass through a needle’s eye.

Searching for answers i have researched

And without fail theories have overwhelmed me

Begging for a way out i have outgrown

The cancer of self pity, anger and regret

Has gone way beyond yet

The cure has not come yet.

But those rays that push through every early morning

Those snails that get there yet seem never to move

That confusion in my head that helps me not

To compare the speed between a tortoise and a snail…

Yet the journey is the same

Each day i live, i move

I show up and yet look at promises

The constraint of faith

Pushing itself past the

Pains in the far distant sun rays past the

Heavy thunder in my heart past thee?

I still hope for anomia to tag along yet

Past all these i look,

Way beyond what i can see

The valleys of pain,uncertainty, rush moments i

Smell, hear, feel, believe and even understand

That like the wind blows in all directions

So shall my luck splash back to me

From all directions

Then my spirit and soul will rest

REST…