Foresight of An Ode To Mothers Everywhere
Dear Mother
i dont l;like the drugs
and as I fly
so low and high
my way
turned loose
the drugs
well
they like me
Ode to mom
what could this be?
beaten on the floor
to find the thoughts of butterflies
beaten on the floor and chased away
the crack in me
to start my life again
he cant hurt you anymore
but its ion my way
And as i do it my way
they all fall
like kissed roses in the falling leaves
of an s.o.s
Into the crooked ***** cops
that squirm to swallow
what does it matter to the tiny dancers that hold the answers
when its not healthy to feel
If i Turn you Loose
If your NoT afraid of your mind thats losing it
and the loves testing all of me
if you are not afraid
afraid of anything
to second guess your sanity
Dear mother can you find the light
to tickle me
and find the light
take it all over head over heals
as this world surrounds me
and as everyone makes this hard
will someone come rescue from my mind
when i picked my poison
turned loose to find
im weak and powerless
to feel open
powerless to feel that we are the same
begging for someone to help me
and its not healthy when we cant sleep at night
Love is testing thee but who holds the key?
When im delusional and complicated
can you see the tangents i explore after i have condensed the matter
and been down before?
does it make sense to them all?
can you cure me out of your fears
drag the demons from me and sleep in the beauty of thoughts that magically
heal me?
im far to oblivious to approach the treasured bliss
inside of me
to awaken miserably rescue the sleeping purity
im poisoned yet treasured and drunken on needles
to kiss this feathered winged angel one more time
whose far too fooled to wake me from my slumber
and sleep in the futility of the treasured desires
that lie inside of all of us withered souls
ode to Mother dear mother i have something to say do you see it in hear
anywhere im looking inside once again to clean this closet with this stained
hands to see why
did i turn out this way
mama
mama
mama
just turn away and know its not your fault
i pave my own way by riding coat tails
and one day i will show you how
and hail all the poisoned apples
of hopeless sleepless beauties ive awoken to find
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2007
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