Wild Indigo
Live fast, die hard
the way of the broken
emotionally scarred
danger, the stranger's
middle name
where did he come from
will he come here again?
I saw him once
in a dream
that flowed like water
from a stream
I regret the day
he spoke of me
as if I were a coward
and would always be
I'll admit I am afraid
to travel the road
that is not paved
what of the danger
along the way
always in my memory
Now that I am tainted
not much tolerated
how can I tame it
my inner wild child
calm me with peace
that blows like the wind
a quickening pace
to a dire end
Fearless, I guess
I missed the coming
it just appeared
amidst all the running
driven by something
I cannot explain
carried by solitude
that could change my ways
Lessons are suggestions
collected or reckless
the choice not always clear
to live or to fear
a life long and boring
or short and exciting
I feel it igniting
will it burn me slow
significant in meaning
or a bang with no glow
fast or enduring
either way, destiny calls
I better answer
and tear down my walls
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2012
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