lovechild firecat
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I was in a frantic state, trying to suppress
rising angst and wounded pride;
frustration, fear and helplessness
cannot be denied. Distressed,
I went for a walk to clear my head,
at a fast pace, eyes cast down.
I could barely see for the tears I'd shed
I might have drowned in, left for dead
I was exiled, a shift of fate had come
to the place I had thought to mend fences.
When all your plans have come undone
it makes no sense to await the sun.
Shining moments gone, I walked too far
and got lost so what else could I do
but wage a personal war
with all I knew? I know that there are
many conditions to love and to being;
many reasons that are too vague
and although we work at seeing
we don't beg formercy. Fleeing
the things that I could not face,
I walked across the valley, slope to slope,
with a host of old ghosts that gave chase,
without knowing an alternate way to cope,
without saving grace. Which brings one hope:
motion and sheer exhaustion
will bring the most acute crisis to rest.
The winds to which I threw caution,
distressed, were the only viable option.
rising angst and wounded pride;
frustration, fear and helplessness
cannot be denied. Distressed,
I went for a walk to clear my head,
at a fast pace, eyes cast down.
I could barely see for the tears I'd shed
I might have drowned in, left for dead
I was exiled, a shift of fate had come
to the place I had thought to mend fences.
When all your plans have come undone
it makes no sense to await the sun.
Shining moments gone, I walked too far
and got lost so what else could I do
but wage a personal war
with all I knew? I know that there are
many conditions to love and to being;
many reasons that are too vague
and although we work at seeing
we don't beg formercy. Fleeing
the things that I could not face,
I walked across the valley, slope to slope,
with a host of old ghosts that gave chase,
without knowing an alternate way to cope,
without saving grace. Which brings one hope:
motion and sheer exhaustion
will bring the most acute crisis to rest.
The winds to which I threw caution,
distressed, were the only viable option.