We are a Prison
With a fallen thought left alone for too long
He saw the end before him..
An expression of profound lyrical verse
matters of depth more than can be seen by
the eye of the average passer by..
Within the darkness, we all share
at some point in our journey through
this so called life of status and gaming
with perception,
the darkness of one's heart, alone
left alone and regarded not at all
is it in our heart where this wandering
occurs..Do we have a secret hidden
residence where only one is allowed..
In the depths of loss, is giving up
having seen greatness and been apart of its
mystery, but as the old words come of age
"all good things must end"
chasing the days, in vain thinking
there will be newness on the next day's horizon
waking eager for it, only to learn it is
as the one before...There truly is nothing
new under the sun...
The turmoil of self is overwhelming, yet
somehow self inflicted without even noticing..
Blame the rain for the pain
or the cold for the hole in your soul
The truth of it is not past your own face..
Freedom is forgranted and a novelty as we
lock ourselves in a single perception of
how we desire it to be..When life is more
of a humble gift given..
Not a new concept or one to be imagined
but without it we are damaged
centered around the one
thing that could destroy us.
And that is us.