This is my hell
Lucky me...
I used to look up at the sky
Each and every night...
This darkness enclosing,
these shadows prevail...
Like a river when it falls
There is no pain to feel...
Blue sky
cerulean calm...
I was young the day I met you,
too young to read the shadows in your grin...
the fallacy of boyhood
a starting line with no end...
Shame on me for believing that this was different,
For fooling myself into thinking I was special...
Fight and fight say the words to
cut like a knife...
Take your aim, make it hit the target
Of your past or present as you suggest...
Sometimes the corners in my mind oxbow on me
Often taking me to a parallel source...
Life lingers beyond our fingers
to a place of disgrace...