The Beginning

My first few pieces, written about a year ago.

Realization

Realization is a queer thing
It's like the angels that sing
Carols to soothe your end
When death's away one finger's bend

Turn the page to find a key
Use it, unlock a way to flee
A mid-summer nightmare as none before
One bad decision, nothing more

Fate is what fate wants
Just persist these dark months
Persist and blossom in life
Put down the sharpened knife

Eyedrops for the Mentally Weak

“Distance won’t tear us apart”
Were the words you put in place
To make incredibly less hard
Which now came slapping my face
Playing russian roulette with wilted roses
Ripping to pieces the bond
You so convincingly said you’d want
Now I stare at a door that closes
With each tick of the fractured clock
And I’ve got nothing to block
Those thoughts moving through the front of my mind
Shouldn’t they be fatigued?
It’s now the fourth time around
That everything means nothing
Only this time around
You mean everything
You said “Distance won’t tear us apart”
Now I beg and plead
Let the moon shine and don’t discard
Its light for it will lead
A way out of tragic nights
Drowned in pills and dark lights
Let it shine and it will align
The word we whispered together
“Us” forever