Sometime
soon after I close my eyes,
I
will eventually fall asleep,
Closing
another chapter of me.
The
man I see, I don’t recognize,
I’ve
gotten older within a leap,
With
not even a chance to be free.
Like
never ending stories filled with,
Many
charismatic characters,
Performing
comedy and drama.
Twisting
tales unfolding in my mind,
Filled
with flashbacks, plots and climaxes,
Like
a best selling top shelf novel.
All
replaying last year perfectly,
As
if it were read for the first time,
With
no memory of living it.
Written
all without any wordsmith,
The
protagonist, me, points fingers,
As
if I was returning all karma.
I
tried to ask, but I was declined,
All
before I could even have asked,
If I
could relive my last annual.
Often
remembering is blurry,
Yet
my memories of my lifetime,
Are
not quite ready to be unknit.
With
more than a tear in both my eyes,
And
many words I could never say,
I
just made sure I was within sight.
Looking
up above to the clear skies,
I
get ready. start my day, I pray
For
my new chapter starts at daylight.
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