Friday, September 11, 2009

I'll never tell

I trace
And retrace
The meager letters upon these empty pages.
I can’t seem to navigate the mess of thinking
Teaming in my brain-
Like a kettle on for boil
Screaming out for tea.
My fears will rape creativity
And pillage violent tendencies.
But there’s an urgency
I feel
To rescue sanity,
By way of bloody escapades
And thoughtful lines upon:
My melodies triangulate
And trespass salted seas
Streaming down my cheeks-
Though my eyes: desperate
Stray away from damaging humidity.
Sometimes I feel as if I’m the best magician
The world has ever seen.
I force the vision that you’ll see-
Cause I have promises to keep:
Illusions capture secrets- words that I will never tell.
And all of this reveals the music inside me.
By way the weight upon my chest
Its simple-I can’t breathe.
With fingers wrapped around my throat
The darkness has a hold on me.