Excuse me while I find myself. Excuse me while I place
My burning heart and emotions aside
To pull me out of this burning pit-
Somewhat alive. Excuse me while I grieve
For unspoken greed
And fears and thoughts of need-
Less unfortunate heated arguing while my own
Less misfortunate starving artists are hardening. Excuse me while I try and breathe
Through the polluted molecules, we call air. Excuse me if I may seem distant; I thought we might someday become a pair-
At least a ghost of a pair
Floating around a boat
Or maybe a flutter in a coat
We seem to be afloat/ing
On a wild goose chase of dreams. Excuse me, sir, you dropped your coat. I picked it up. Your thoughts were blowing by in the breeze. Like the driftwood Being brought to the sea/shore. I once entertained the thoughts of he and she being you and me. It led me to be brought-
Down from my own
Thought cloud of restless dreams. Excuse me, sir? When will you be available To come out and play? Doesn't the child within us all
Want to still have childlike themes? I won't grow old I won't be deceived. I'm going to live my life
Among the free. Freedom knocks upon our doors. Unlock the chains
We shan't but reign
Rain; the beauty before the brains?
About the Creator
Chrissy Barnhill
Of In @ com
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