There Is Relief To Your Grief
I lost my train of thought
I'll give it my best shot,
Giving it the strength I got
These tears and frivolous fears
I've fought for a thousand years
I've dreamt these frightening nightmares
I've shattered many mirrors with splinters
Just to get to you
Cuz I need to
And I want to
And I lost my train of thought
These notions were only left to be written down
These emotions worn me out like a funeral gown
Given up all this depression
Not to mention all the murky tension
That gave me nothing much apprehension
Your touch is the freezing air conditioning in detention…
Your efforts and encouragement are not all for naught
But, I lost my train of thought on this darksome, dismal lot
We all want pure happiness
Not this corruptible distress
Reject dangerous distress in excess
That leaves you with little progress
I know I was once a mess,
But you are not more or less
Can't express the success of an access to the disposal of distress
In despair, yet hopeful for what lies ahead…I’m not here to impress
But, to express these notions and emotions and press on regardless
People seem to disturb the peace with their commotion nevertheless
People brought out the monster so low in me
People brought out the angel they’ll never see
I lost my train of thought
Yes, I’ve lost my midnight train
I’m the boiling vegetables in the pot
Lost in regretful, yet radiant rain
I’m far from you by a lot and that’s a lot
You are something new, golden grain
While…
I’m the rain in the drain
Denial…
Punctures my brain insane
I can't go on with life
It welcomes in sheer strife
This plastic gladness leaves me to rot
I pity the heartless and mean-spirited by a long shot
You’re welcoming in sheer strife believe it or not
I know the words of Wisdom that I’ve been taught
And I lost my train of thought
I didn't need to
I didn't mean to
But, I want you
You're the one to make me feel two
You're the other pair to my shoe
Haven't a clue
You never knew
And I lost my train of thought
But, one thing for certain,
All these lines are not for naught
Open up the dusty, old curtain
Relief is there if you look closer…and closer…
Until you realize there is a true cure
Grief is only for the faithless thief in error
This unbearable pain – you will endure
Let me be the remedy to your lack of fervor
This genuine, empathetic side of me is clear
Crystal clear like your departure's dangerous zone
I know you feel on your own and, well, all alone
Apologies all year round…without a sound…
But, my guilt doesn’t weigh a single pound
You murdered me with uncertainty sevenfold
You act so unaware of the times we are facing
Relationships of all kinds have grown cold
Yet, I still believe and I will do way more believing
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2018
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