Escape..
Longing to break free: A poem by Ken Cruz
I'd bleed on a page
But don't have a stage
Trapped in this cage
Filled with hidden rage
Demons that aren't afraid of your sage
I try to turn a page
But the book just seems one in the same
Words that try to explain the pain
But instead find my refrain
I retool and retrain
But can't escape experiences in my brain
So I cling to what I can try to sustain
Gripping and clinging as I strive to maintain
My heart can't be tamed
And I can't seem to escape the disdain
But I know and keep the faith that one day I'll elevate to a new and different plane
So I hold my breath longing to stake my claim longing to escape the mundane
I don't seek fame
But do long for a voice one in the same
Long for a change
Pray for regrowth like a dog with mange
I glance around at a world deranged
And wonder what's my place
Or if I'll steady pace
Wondering how I'll finish this mad race
I find inspiration in a face
And hold my experiences like a strange unfamiliar taste
I deal with life's tribulations like a court case
And play every card like it's an ace
And in the end hope all of this doesn't go to waste.
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