The End of the Beginning

Remember when we would play

Four square or double dutch

Or back in the day

When the sun went down and we laughed so much.

Miss Mary Mack all dressed in black

Takes me back

To the days when youth was proof

Enough to

Soothe our souls and

Satisfy our sorrows.

That day has come and gone,

I suppose,

Replaced by the future, so it goes.

Tears fall, the day's coming fast

In with the new, let's kill the past

Mourn it not, it was good while it lasted

Blasted memories, Casted dreams

Childhood ripped apart at the seams

Let the countdown to the end begin

This game, this war, this life,

We win.

It's over now. Good riddance.

Forgiveness I haven't given

Love that I have hidden

I summon you this day

I can't stay, but I pray

That the stars will align themselves

And alight your way.

© 2009

Chapter One

My pen is my voice
The black ink sinks, soaks, provokes
Words, lines, rhymes
Held back behind walls I built,
Stone by stone, alone.
I take a breath
Inhale, Exhale.
Story of my life.

I, I write.
I wish, I want, I will, I love, I hate
I cry, I dance, I.....don't know what to write
Day and Night
I do this.
Start, stop, drop
Everything.

My pen is my voice
And I've got nothing to say
I want to scream
My dreams are only dreams,
It seems.
I take a breath
Inhale, exhale
Story of my life

You, I write.
You take, I break.
You wish, you want, you will, you won't
You don't I don't
Want to do this.
Start, stop, drop
Everything.
Now the page is filled with You and I.

My pen is my voice and
Melodies bring memories.
He never really could
Harmonize, mezmorize, tantalize, realize
That all I heard were his goodbyes
His story is history
My story's still a mystery.
My sun's set, but my future's bright
I, I write.

I write.
I write and I fight
I delight in the things
Tomorrow's bringing
My pen is my voice
And I am singing ♥


© 2009