Sunday, May 8, 2016

Paths

Knocking, pounding, silence
Pacing feverishly, nothing
Black and white, blue, waiting
Part, parting, departed

The eerie calm seas turn violent
Waves crash, she crashes, all crushed
Gravity pulls heavier and heavier
Legs cave, the unbearable weight

When, how, why, now
Two paths cross, only one remains

The little innocents, so innocent
face reality of love gained, so quickly lost

Planning plans for plans unplanned
Searching for answers for questions unknown

Stuff, stains, sickness, solace
Two bronze keys, nothing else

Phones ringing, ears ringing, head ringing
Peace for what lies ahead

Two paths cross, only one remains