Is it in the water or something I breath
Something in the air is amiss
The winds of change- just
Don’t blow in my world like they should
It boggles your own heart
That always understood, strange
And I oft find myself
Up on some bluff, overlooking the vast
Carrying an unseen burden pack
Quietly asking myself,
Man- what the hell?
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I wear different- in my life
Like a second skin
And its never about foolish pride
I am, just who I am
Never think twice about helping a friend
But how far does that really go,
When you’re burning life in slow mo,
And being passed by every loss second?
Only to shake your head in confusion
Like drunken cobwebs coming lose
Some late following afternoon after
Whispering echoes, in your mind
Man- what the hell?
.
Questions without answer
Trip over the new dawn when it comes
Life seems to be carrying a haze
Changing everything that matters most
Everything- just seems out of sync
Night is morning when you can’t sleep
As the lonely cold feels, all to welcoming
And inner hope starts wearing, doubts
You just know it isn’t right
Sitting alone by the river
waiting for something new to float in
Mumbling to the ripples in the water
This isn’t meant to be my life
And you stumble onward, looking up
Asking with your arms opened wide
Come on, Lord…what the hell?
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Poet of the Light © 2020
The last line of each stanza made me smile – that’s great 🙂
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LOL, good, its meant that way… Thank you.
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also – did you intended to write this: “It boggle your own heart” or: “It boggleS your own heart
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Good God, I may have to give you a job proofing for me. lol. Obviously one shouldn’t post while half asleep and too lazy to review their work properly. Thank you for pointing out yet another error of mine. Repaired.
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just trying to be helpful :-*
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I appreciate it, truly.
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Haha loved the end!
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Lol, glad you enjoyed it and thank you.
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My pleasure.
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