Peace
Give me more than
Something that was before than
I keep blaming myself
With nothing I can take
This is my oath
For goodness sake
I hope that you would die
And fill these tears when I cry
If you would only open up to me
Deep inside me are
These faculties
That make the center core
That was the land from before
That was the old me
I haven’t been myself lately
Because lately, the sun has been still
It wasn’t something that was really real?
I have found disguises that hide, shrouded, capes
That cover these lifeless forms and shapes
They don’t love nor is their any harmony because of sin
So where do we begin?
To find peace in shallow waters
I will die, to swim and live to begin again
Once again if we try this
Extra cost of bliss
Then we won’t have to die
I can live more and become more hungry for the thirsty
If it wasn’t for you then why not me?
Why not things that are so vague? And poetry that makes the difference
And keeps the mind out of suspense
Out of the way
So that one can think, redit and reproof
The new things
That pieces of a heart that peace
Brings together so that we can simply cease
To exist and exit from wounds, drowning in blood
Dying to see this new day
Hoping beautiful sunlight will stay
To bring death, one more day,
But I want more!
Copyright © Matthew Thurman | Year Posted 2012
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