Invisible
Do you ever loose that fire
The end of all desire
Nothing matters but the pain
Somewhere deep in the brain
Explosive colors of many hue
What is one to do
But feel the blue.
Ride it out
Makes one want to scream and shout
But the silent scream
Shatters my everlasting waken dream
The world turns gray
Fades the words I want to say.
I pay
For a crazy past
Lived to fast
Like my harmonica the music I see.
The colors floating there before me
Their the same
I know whats to blame.
I wasn't seeing the music , but the pain
Something in my brain.
Like the silent dancer, dancing before my eyes.
Everyday a new disguise
Out of the blue
It's nothing new
Age
Rage
Turn the page
I chill
And feel
But I keep it silent,,,
no matter where I went
The ringing of the bell
Has made life hell
Still stuck in the well
Pain slowly takes my strength
But at any length
Time to rest comes soon
I still love the full moon
Pathways part
Gives up the heart
The future looks dim
Life passes on a wim
I use my words to live forever
Will I see fame never
But my word
Will be forever heard
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2023
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