The brain shuts down when pain decides
to squeeze like a steel vice
and draw each drop of happiness
from one imprisoned so.
to squeeze like a steel vice
and draw each drop of happiness
from one imprisoned so.
And with each drop the will to live
is lost and wanders far
until in sleep the mind shouts out
"Come, please come home"
but the will now free uncertain
stands immobile for a while.
is lost and wanders far
until in sleep the mind shouts out
"Come, please come home"
but the will now free uncertain
stands immobile for a while.
In this stance it thinks to be
a carefree travelling gypsy
and enjoy the forest greenery
until called to other pastures
but too it knows that home's a place
where its peculiarities
are welcomed and adored.
a carefree travelling gypsy
and enjoy the forest greenery
until called to other pastures
but too it knows that home's a place
where its peculiarities
are welcomed and adored.
Like love it thinks until sunrise
and waits for the sunset
to form within the way to go
but always in the ears
the mind's so plaintiff cry
echo's and re-echo's
throughout the duration.
and waits for the sunset
to form within the way to go
but always in the ears
the mind's so plaintiff cry
echo's and re-echo's
throughout the duration.
The will to live; how far it roams
when pain decides to hold
and I, the scribe, wait patiently
to document part 2.
when pain decides to hold
and I, the scribe, wait patiently
to document part 2.
My first time here. I felt this piece. These message-filled lines are simple and so effective.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for visiting and for taking the time to comment. Pain shouldn't be and yet it is... but only until it isn't.
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