Category: Writers Block
Spinning through a laberinth of hazy dreams
Nothing’s ever as it seems
Voices no more than echoed thoughts
In a moment the feeling of bliss is lost
The embrace so warm; it seems so real
Dancing on the waves of a sea made of icy blue steel
Caught in the rhythm of the never ending flow
Of what true desire means; and where your heart must go
Feeling so hollow; like your soul has been doug out
Shattered in pieces and replaced with cold doubt
Walking on air trying to find solid ground
You listen to the silence; as your heart starts to pound
You feel a sudden urge to break through the walls and watche them all burn down
To feel what its like to have the chains unwound
Get a glimpse of the softer side and let the shadows go
But how do you let go? Do you learn to lose control?
Fighting with the monsters in your head and in your soul
Do you laugh until you cry; do you scream until you bleed?
Let the silence take the sorrows back because for them you have no need
Is it just enough to be myself and let the shell just die?
Reaching out into the gray to find an empty sky
No one there to hold your hand and let you cry until you sleep
All the pieces drift away in caverns far too deep
You pull yourself from hazy dreams and see the waking life
Screaming deep inside for love, for comfort in the light
You take the pieces in your hands; like scattered bits of dust
And wonder how they ever fit as you know they must
So one by one as dawn is breaking and the sun begins to shine
You drop the pieces in to place with a sigh and peace of mind
So me, myself; I stand here now, looking out upon the sea
Spinning through a laberinth of hazy dreams unwillingly.
Very nice. Lots of emotion, and good mental imagery, too.
Thanks. smiles.
I like. Rather mournful. I wish I could make my stuff rhyme, but I can't. That'ws why free verse is for me. Not that it really matters. *grin*
great as allways heather.
thots without words race through my mind
then it is I read your writings
and somehow all those racing thots in my mind
are given to find that the the words you write
are the words I could not find
and yet they fit into those thots that the words I sought for
that I was not given to find
until your writing I was given to read
...enjoy so very much your writings