Washington... It’s a dream just beyond my grasp. I can smell it ... I can see it... but I can’t taste it. It’s a simple little torture that plagues me everyday. I see my everyday life haunting me with what I desire so much. I cringe from the dark clouds on a clear sky overhead letting the smog filled air burn me from within. It takes my breath away and burns my eyes. I run and can’t find solace from the thousands of souls crushing me from all sides. The great metal beats rumbling by on a constant basis… noise thundering through my head. There is no escape from the spires of stone and steal reaching high into the sky and creating a prison to hold me in this hell.
There is no peace...there is not quiet. All is lost.
There are times when I can’t think. I can’t let myself go for even a moment. I have to hold on to some flimsy scrap of sanity in this nightmare that surrounds me and I see it tearing slowly away. How long will it hold? When will it finally snap and send me on a road that will only lead me to the black abyss where there can be no return? I cry out sometimes at the top of my lungs but there are no ears that hear me and so I still to hold on. I want to let go. Say goodbye… and take journey that is destined to fail.
The place of green that teases me ever so slightly is just beyond my reach. My arms outstretched, muscled burning with tension… joints screaming for mercy… and I can even feel its cool air tickle my fingers. I can smell of the cool wet air tickles my nose… but I cant even fell the simple caress of those northern winds. The wide open expanses where my wings can stretch wide are beyond me. Instead, I am held down, anchored to this world that bind me to this angry place.
If something does not change… it will be over.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
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