Life has a way of letting you know when you need
more light & guidance or when to let go!
Walking under the starry moon lite sky
wondering if those stars are the light
guiding me on this journey or if in
fact they are shooting stars, raining
down on my dreams, crushing all hopes & beliefs.
A fountain of youth bares its true HD colors
as past memories splash around mocking
my current dilemma, creating uncontrollable
ripples that stop at the shores of my present
but continue into the oceans of my “to be”.
Staring at the untold stories outside the window
in my head, thinking to myself if you can see
through that same window, seeing into all my lost
& hidden stories act themselves out or are they more
of a diorama; enclosed scenes frozen in time,
a replica illuminating its showcase.
Back and forth things swing from good to bad,
whole to empty. Taking turns pushing each
other of life’s swing set, always wanting to go
higher, up & down, trying to hold in that burning
impression you left within. You lit the last remaining
candle in my heart, created a heated passion
both water & wind couldn’t extinguish.
Instead you immersed it in gasoline, prolonging
the concentration of the heat for you, only comparable
to the deepest, shallow levels of hell.
Life has a way of humbling you down to a point
even our love sleeps with separate sheets.
I used to be the cure for your love & now
I am barely a walk in the park. Separate sheets or not,
I rather go to sleep in loneliness, then fall asleep in your darkness.
She Said…