Staring Into the Deep

Staring into the deep Life is a metaphor and I am simply its ball. I bounce off walls and as I rise, I fall. Just looking for the right time to say the right word, Because it would feel so wrong if I let myself fail And my words were never heard. Life is a story, never foreseen and never before told. It is still being written and we are still on the right road. A long way from home, heading into the unknown. I cannot afford to be close to you, because of all the charity I owe. An image of a scarecrow drifts into my mind, To remind me of a scarier time that made me impulsively act alive. I saw the signs; I have to sigh, To let it all go, by leaving it all behind. When I am gone, my writings will remain, I hope, Because all I know is how to be honest and how to never grow old. A war and peace of trying to become all that I can, Could be lost in an instant, if I am not given a second chance. I hold on tight to the belief in what I write, Because I am only alive as a word upon a line. Love is awesome; I am not. Point my finger at the side of my own head, Shout bang aloud to the sound of a shot. Fall to my knees to grieve the loss of all I did. As I stare into a mind that looks like a hall of mirrors. My thoughts all say “I am with stupid.” Many faces have lived my life; Many tongues will tell my tale. Many choices I have tried to get right, But I have no cure to my success in the fail. Slippery when wet, so hold on tight, I would never want you to fall over. I have my crutch to lift me up; A cure to getting older. Love is a balloon and you are all playing with pins. Pop goes the feeble. You have lost all that which once was… Now all there is; is the sequel. Inside my chest a heart of the ocean is buried, So deep beneath, that it may never become married. But love is so warm; such joy! Another say cheese moment to be found. Dreaming of an everlasting, while keeping my feet on solid ground. A promise sworn; no need to be scared. Life is a sea of fishes, So collect your entitlement to love; For they will always be there. (C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.