Scary-go-round
Been trying for days to put words on the page
Feeling like part of me’s trapped in a cage
The terrible catch is it seems there’s no latch
Quite simply I’m stuck, but I can’t disengage
The nights are the worst
This unquenchable thirst sticks around for a while once the dark has dispersed
The daybreak a small break
Once night has reversed, I’m fine for the time, but soon return cursed
The waiting what kills as the wheel spins on
Someday all abating so sadness stays gone
I wish I could force it and not be withdrawn
Seems that I lack both the brains and the brawn
Sincerely
I’m sorry I’m not
The guy that you thought
I’m sorry if you feel misled
I apologize for
All the sadness before
And the pain that’s in store still ahead
I beg your pardon
For not being a garden
Deserving of what you have sown
I express my regret
That we’ll never duet
Since I’m ever deaf to your tone
Goodbye (for now)
I’ve written you letters
And emails
Typed texts
But I know that we’re through
So I stop before sending
I wish I knew better
The details
What’s next?
Could the cards that we drew
Play with alternate endings?
I don’t bother calling
Since I’m sure
You will answer
I’ll lose words and my progress
If I’m hearing that voice
This illness I’m hauling
There’s no cure
Like a cancer
I’ll just follow the process
As if I have a choice
For you
During the eclipse we shared
I saw a star that fell.
I made a wish upon it
With the thought I’d never tell.
I stayed outside to see the rest.
It wasn’t long before,
While black consumed the shrinking moon,
The cosmos shot one more.
I got to make another wish
As it traced a blazing slice.
Then, foolishly, I realized
I made the same wish twice.
Pit-y
Empty, oh so many times
He’d stop to fill his soul
Lines unlike the ones in rhymes
Would help achieve that goal
A pleasant field to explore
He’d gallop, frolic, roll
A moment able to ignore
The ever present hole
He would only get so far
Before he’d face that pit
The tumble’d add another scar
While pride would take a hit
He’d try to climb his way back out
Crumbling walls would force to quit
Trapped deep down he’d wait and shout
It never helped a bit
A friend would always come on by
Throw a rope down to the floor
The prisoner could now defy
Like many times before
Free to run out in the sun
To feel like he could soar
But, by the time the day was done
He’d fail and fall once more