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DEAR FRIEND

The pain in my heart
is not for that
who has passed,
dear friend.

The pain in my heart
is having to watch
you fall apart,
again and again.

Knowing,
as I stand idle by,
there is nothing I can do
to make you understand.

Grief is a hard thing,
a battle of the inside.
But its necessary
and unfortunately out of command.

Dear friend,
Time is a current
that flows with no restriction
and with it,
I am certain,
you will come back to me
feeling life more
than when you began.

MEMORY

Down lit streets
tucked in dark alleys
is where I found you.

Carved of crumbling brick
in lines of graffiti
was some strange part of myself.

Though I didn’t understand it,
my eyes had seen
it all before.

Registering
a mental fog
my mind traced the memory
as it became
the present
and then the past.

TIME GOES

Where does time go?

Is it stuck in a box
filled with glossy pages
of faces?

Is it cast out to the curb,
left waiting for another?

Does it hide
in your mind,
a never-ending circuit
full of emotions and images?

I do not know
where it goes.
I am only left to wonder:

Where did the time go?

DOWNWARD SPIRAL

An unseen force

pushes me forward.

Like a rag doll or

maybe just a coward,

I fully surrender

to the power.

 

It leads me to an edge,

rocks crumbling at my feet.

Downward they tumble,

crashing into the walls,

falling into the bleak.

 

I stand there,

unsteady and unsure,

awaiting a destiny that was handed to me.

One that was calculated and scored.

 

But I am not ready to accept it.

Some depth in me resists

the everyday pull.

The life of correct and unquestionable

is not enough for me.

That future is mundane and,

in some ways,

cruel.

 

As others reach the edge,

so carefully balanced,

I run full speed and dive off the end.

Hurtling through the air,

I now plunge into the unknown.

Astonished cries howl through the wind.

 

Faster I fall,

like the rocks before me.

Excitement builds.

I am no longer weak.

 

Sucking in life

with new hunger in my veins,

my droned past quickly fades.

 

What was once a downward spiral,

has become an upwards leap.

With open arms,

the future my soul seeks

finally welcomes me.