Turn back while you still can
I've been reading too much. Ideas start to swim around. Blurbs in my head won't go away. So time for a poetry dump. And it's craptastic. You've been warned.
Season Ten
if an angel wept, who'd hear its prayers?
if a demon dreaded, would anyone care?
what if the two could meet in between?
could good and evil wipe the slate clean?
A Good Time to Wake Up
when it's cool and so very quiet with ambient sun streaming in
when it's dark and thundering like the day never began
Two versions of the same idea. No titles yet:
Turn it off, flip the switch
It's so much easier to live like this
Pretend to laugh, pretend to smile
It's only for a little while
Stay away, don't get too close
Play it cool, keep composed
Scared to let in something real
In case I've forgotten how to feel
Don't need the hurt, don't want the pain
No attachments means no chains
Fool the world and try to hide
That all i feel is dead inside
When I was young and foolish and brave
I was scared to feel nothing, so I gave in to pain.
Now that I'm older and a little more wise
I learned that it's better to wear a disguise.
You can fool the world, and maybe even yourself
Into thinking you don't need anyone else.
I learned to act brave when I was terrified,
To push all the pain deep down inside,
To keep my distance and drive everyone away,
So maybe I won't have to feel anything today.
Because I hurt too deeply for far too long
And realized that maybe my young self was wrong.
Perhaps feeling nothing wouldn't be so bad.
It couldn't be worse than the feelings I had.
So I donned my mask and learned to pretend,
And closed off my heart in hopes it would mend.
I built up my walls so sturdy and true
Determined not to let anything slip through.
I dampened them down, every last feeling,
Years of hiding, suppressing, concealing.
But now there's this question that I can't ignore
Even if I tried, can I feel anymore?
Season Ten
if an angel wept, who'd hear its prayers?
if a demon dreaded, would anyone care?
what if the two could meet in between?
could good and evil wipe the slate clean?
A Good Time to Wake Up
when it's cool and so very quiet with ambient sun streaming in
when it's dark and thundering like the day never began
Two versions of the same idea. No titles yet:
Turn it off, flip the switch
It's so much easier to live like this
Pretend to laugh, pretend to smile
It's only for a little while
Stay away, don't get too close
Play it cool, keep composed
Scared to let in something real
In case I've forgotten how to feel
Don't need the hurt, don't want the pain
No attachments means no chains
Fool the world and try to hide
That all i feel is dead inside
When I was young and foolish and brave
I was scared to feel nothing, so I gave in to pain.
Now that I'm older and a little more wise
I learned that it's better to wear a disguise.
You can fool the world, and maybe even yourself
Into thinking you don't need anyone else.
I learned to act brave when I was terrified,
To push all the pain deep down inside,
To keep my distance and drive everyone away,
So maybe I won't have to feel anything today.
Because I hurt too deeply for far too long
And realized that maybe my young self was wrong.
Perhaps feeling nothing wouldn't be so bad.
It couldn't be worse than the feelings I had.
So I donned my mask and learned to pretend,
And closed off my heart in hopes it would mend.
I built up my walls so sturdy and true
Determined not to let anything slip through.
I dampened them down, every last feeling,
Years of hiding, suppressing, concealing.
But now there's this question that I can't ignore
Even if I tried, can I feel anymore?