My Thoughts

January 16, 2018
By PoemMan BRONZE, Clarkston , Michigan
PoemMan BRONZE, Clarkston , Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
"You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain't about how hard ya hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward. How much you can take and keep moving forward. That's how winning is done!”
― Sylvester Stallone, Rock

My thoughts that shriek inside my head,
And I am deaf;
My hours twisted by night’s dark whispers,
Choking cries in smokey black;
Let us burn, for we are lost

My mind of innocence has gone,
And razed to dust;
The sanctuary that held my youth,
Rotted and burned to nothingness;
Let us burn, for we are lost

My white lily untainted,
Now a blood stained rose;
Years and years bear withered petals,
Longing to return;
Let us burn, for we are lost

I searched and searched but love eluded me.
Only the cold grip of remorse for a friend I once knew remains.
As my memories leave me at the end, I am left with nothing
. . . nothing but . . .
My burning thoughts.

My life is a mystery,
How could this happen?
The fire once sustained me,
Now it has engulfed my very core.
Let them burn, Where am I?

A mistake it was - to walk the paved yellow line,
For in the dark I learned to fly.
A man of fermenting indulgence with heavy weighted heels,
who split the wind in two, now teaches me how;
The silence is pierced.

My thoughts that shriek inside my head,
I hear regret;
My world filled with frozen fire,
And as my world turns cold…
My raging thoughts, they cease.

Let them burn out, for I am dead.

The author's comments:

life is shrouded in darkness, and our regrets go un heeded. But in the moment our lives come to an end, our world burns. We do not decide when our time comes, for all we know someone may take it from us. This is what I hoped to present to my reader- cherish life. Don't be frozen in the fire.

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