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Here you go again, Making your move across the board, Making sure I can’t catch up with you, What if I don’t want to play in this game
By George Griffiths4 years ago in Poets
I think it’s time you had a break, To put your heart to rest and clear your head You’ve been working endlessly I know, The tiredness has begun to show
Bury the bad days, Look at the progress you’ve made, You’ve been so brave, Let me restore the smile that lights up your face.
As you wipe away your tears, More roll down your face, It’s this endless stream of anger - An endless stream of hate A steady breath and you feel a wave of relief,
A final decision, Made in the hardest hour, To escape what’s within. To be free of this hurt that has seized his heart,
Dark waters and broken bridges, I felt I was losing control. Looking down on the fall, I wasn’t as strong as I thought I was, I didn’t know my strength - it’s a lesson.
This fear, This emotion, This feeling... These things are always with me I feel like I’m walking alone with them on my mind
The very first chapter is simply a blurb, all the others are a distant blur Life has been a lesson that I’ve learnt; I have cried, and I put up a fight
This emotion, it overwhelms me There’s a vision I see; it’s of the future I would like to make. The clouds they come over me, they colour the skies in shades of grey.
A sweet spring morning where the grass is damp, and the sky is lit by the rising sun, it’s not cold, but there’s a chill in the air - it’s not warm either, but you know it’ll be a good day for weather.
There are days when all you feel is a deep well inside of yourself I’ve never been the bravest, I’ve risen when others have fallen, and I’ve been the rock they needed
These thoughts, they won’t leave me These tears, they’re not drying This pain, it’s not easing My heart, it’s not breathing.