Monday, November 3, 1997

completely gray

before it turns completely gray
giving thanks for breath and for this day
cancel all thoughts set to bring it all down
into the summer hallway escape the frown
memory lost what’s done is done
sweating it out until the day is gone
only thoughts of the here and now
and it might get harder still make it somehow
once the sun shines and fine tunes this
feel the warm breeze and the sun kiss
and the energy poured out
ringing and endless shout
rising higher to a new height
no longer deny the burning fight
directly rising with the sun
not sure though when I think I won
or lost or passed or failed
onto all this new thought mind impaled
it’s only what I know of what is new
can’t even understand how I pulled through
the thick clouds above down to the thin
air below creeping slowly blood under skin
burning tears

washed out fears…

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