Next 2 Life
Categorize your life in intervals of seven
And you’re an old man
Before you can make it to eleven
I nod off and nap for a minute or two
Step back into life with a senators view
No peace for me
Only wars in-depth of miserable moments
Misery considerably an outlet if you can palm it
Take your emotions on a coast
Rest next to the ocean, a scenery to calm it
Yet I consume pints of liquor
Offer my flawed advice to couples as they bicker
Lights growing dim, candle wax melts and reforms
But there is no wicker
Imagine spending time apart
The coming back to be with her
Ale she grows
Consuming days without the snow
Who’s to dry her eyes
When love does fail to show
Here in this paradise next to life
A place here on earth
I’ve seen better moments just worst places
Vice versa
Lust, the tumor which consumes most faces
Purity next to innocence remains tasteless
Pull the roast, drop the pie
Watch as mother looks to pace her stress
Usually from nowhere I find myself running
But lately my shoes won’t lace for grace
Winter belongs to warmth
But we reach for may
Passenger seat at times we lay
And where do you go
When days are rumored with thoughts of
“I don’t know”
Focus is to maintain purpose in what you are pursuing
Despite the average mans ruling
In to the skies, clouds, I’m moving
Lost in a mirror of allure
Homesick in search of a cure
Leaves bristle, just a kiss of autumn
A gift given to the seekers whom sought them
This place here on earth
A paradise next to life
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2008
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