And so you cast this spell
Over me
Or was it just a rainy night
That made
Everything seem right
I have so much faith in myself
And the feeling I get when I know
It’s right
Yet there’s that fear
Late at night
Creeping on a bike
That sometimes wants to
Stand in front of the light
Causing an angelic eclipse
Of reality and bliss
Confusing the way
The water falls to the ground
Watching the puddles
Hearing the sounds
I sit alone and walk
Through this month
I must remember this is still
About me
Always about my trust
In you
And faith
And the way home
Hard to not put so much
Weight on your shoulders so fast
I can view the history
And see that I often ran out of gas
Suppose it makes sense
To go easy on the pedal
Holding back in ways
Would rather just punch it
But that’s what I always do
And then it’s only in the kitchen
Where I only see you
Just sitting here alone
Typing away
Filling pages of books
No one seems to read
Healing myself
From my own self inflicted need
Of needing something
Someone
My mother told me today
To be careful not to smother you
How could she say something
So relevant and we never even
See each other
She knows me without seeing
Me I was born from her flesh
Her blood is of mine
Her mind must be like mine
At times such a mess
Oh mother I must confess
Sometimes I want to blame
This all on you
Been difficult not to smoke
So many years of catharsis
My last real vice
Finally the time to kick
Chewing so much gum
Seems to work for now
Still in the kitchen writing
Always
Pondering
Knowing
Something is coming
Knowing this faith
Is real
I make believe
My whole life
And then I see
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