Now I Live

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Oh this connection

Has gone off the line

I cut the cord

With the sharp knife of your words

With the stinging resonance of recollected thoughts of our past

And it hurts my bones

I have cried out into the night

Blinded by the false hopes

In which spill from dark eyes

In streams of deceit

But it is but a journey

In which I travel

In which I find my soul purpose

Accompanied by you no longer

My brittle teeth are stronger

And bite down on stone

I sought out with withering hands

A crutch and brace in a figure

Whom was but the cause of my crippling

With my withering hand I held tight

The pain of dry flesh pinched by the abrasion of my fingers

As he let go of my withering hand and watched me drift into the sea

Of deception

It was a long gloomy night

Splashing and swirling about

My feet unable to touch the bottom

Of the sea’s floor feeling  hopeless

Ready to let my body float effortlessly

Or sink effortlessly

But It was then in the light of the sky

The dismantled vision of my stormy eyes

Was cleared as I gazed awestruck and amazed

At the pure light before me

The warmth wrapped me up like a coat of wool

And sung to me a calming tune

It dried the sea in which I had been drowning

And my cold feet embraced the warm sand of the earth

I felt the calamity dispose of itself into the waste basket of my soul

As I breathed in the fresh fumes of serenity

Taking a gander around

This new place

This unfamiliarly familiar place

A harmonious guffaw escapes my lips

I was at peace and my trying times laid to rest

For I had seen troubling times

And made my condolences

with those who brought them upon their backs

And with time I had let the spirits of

Those overrun my own

I had let them define and design

My very being

Overly codependent on the figures in which were themselves dependent on my dependence

But a las I collected my remnants and bid farewell to my heavy heart

For I have built myself up and knocked down the wonder wall in which I once leaned on

I have found the light

In the darkest of times

And touched my feet on the floors of armistice

I have reached the paradise I was promised

Though I had lost faith in its proposal

I now see the error in my construed pessimism

I have now found the true meaning of my soul

What I have destined

And what I have destined did not lie in another

It lied within myself

Within the cage of my body

Within my heart

As I take a breath and taste the salty breeze of rejoice

A grin of solace grows upon my face

I have found life

And I now live

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