A Hill Overlooking a Valley

I came to rest upon a hill overlooking a valley
And off in the distance deer gathered in a rally

The clouds above me seemed to breeze by in lazy fashion
As I sat here conflicted with my latest passion

My life is a like a rose that lost all its petals
Leaving behind only thorns and twisted metals

I thought I had lost all of the love I have to give
And the past I'd constantly have to relive

But this valley in which I'm granted repose
Shows that my heart has survived past woes

She's a very brash and brazen young lady
But she's all that I can think about lately

Her eyes sparkle like stars in the night sky
Making me feel as light as a feather so I can fly

If only I had the courage to truly speak the words
Perhaps in time I would finally be heard

For months I've sifted through perplexed thoughts
Feeling my heart twist itself into knots

Every time I wish to say something real
My voice turns robotic for the usual deal

So I came to rest upon a hill overlooking a valley
Hoping that I could finally find courage to rally

So inward I look deeply to find my true self
Hidden behind false personas on a dusty shelf

The timid and shy man I am is a mask soon to be eviscerated
So that the true me can be free and finally celebrated

I stand upon this hill and cry out to the very stars
Ripping off my shirt I show the whole world my scars

If one waits for love to find them it'll never be found
So gaze upon my courage and be spellbound

I will fight for the feelings that grow roots in my heart
And this day is the beginning of a brand new start

I came to rest on upon a hill overlooking a valley to find repose
Instead I suppose I lost myself in the art of prose

But by losing myself I gained sight of my true self
No longer locked away like a poor man's elf

In time I will reveal the secret of my affection
No longer damned by eternal introspection

I came to rest upon a hill overlooking a valley
Knowing tomorrow will be this play's finale
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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May 8, 2018 at 1:04 AM
Awesome poem. This would be great read aloud to a group, Christopher.
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