One and One
Entry log :
Year one, Day one,
It has been a long time since I have written here last,
For I have been able to discover some secrets, hiding from me,
I have been able to watch the waterfall of life trickle through the field.
And slowly but surely every last drop is drained into the sea
So I began walking through the waves of the crowd that was before me
And I was but a mast cast out at sea, sifting through the water
I stretched out my hand, entrenched in the darkness I reached into
Looking for some lime light, to shine onto me.
Instead, like a blind man, I staggered
With the shifting of my boat from the violent waves, I was thrown into chaos
Stepping on some glass pellets, I shattered reality.
It now lies broken before my feet, like the hands of time to an assassin
My face was searching for an expression, but could only produce a sigh
As I dropped to my knees and bent over,
Pressing my forehead into the wood grain of the deck.
Opening these secrets that lay hidden in the ashes makes me face myself.
And I look at the reflection of my face hidden in the deck
Smeared from the water splashed on the deck, I see me.
Is a paramount move, a colossal overturn in my everyday lifestyle
Forcing me - to jump ship, and find out why these eyes water
I finally get to see what I've been missing all along
And as I try to navigate this sea that I call life
I realize whole time everything I needed was right in front of me
My tools, my judgment, and mind had been left behind.
This education is numbing to my hands, and I fumble with the nights black sky
For I am blindly searching for my answer, and I call out for my captain...
Where is the entrance to the ocean?
And what hallways must I pass before reaching my goal..?
These words echo through the halls of my doom,
And if I choose the wrong path, that's all I'll ever hear
But I am solo in this world of water,
And I have painted my destiny for myself, being cast away from all others
To a place where I can rest with the lost souls, and wonder where I went wrong.
Maybe someday, I will write in my entry log again,
Maybe someday, I'll find my way.
Poem by J.A.D. © 2003
Entry log :
Year one, Day one,
It has been a long time since I have written here last,
For I have been able to discover some secrets, hiding from me,
I have been able to watch the waterfall of life trickle through the field.
And slowly but surely every last drop is drained into the sea
So I began walking through the waves of the crowd that was before me
And I was but a mast cast out at sea, sifting through the water
I stretched out my hand, entrenched in the darkness I reached into
Looking for some lime light, to shine onto me.
Instead, like a blind man, I staggered
With the shifting of my boat from the violent waves, I was thrown into chaos
Stepping on some glass pellets, I shattered reality.
It now lies broken before my feet, like the hands of time to an assassin
My face was searching for an expression, but could only produce a sigh
As I dropped to my knees and bent over,
Pressing my forehead into the wood grain of the deck.
Opening these secrets that lay hidden in the ashes makes me face myself.
And I look at the reflection of my face hidden in the deck
Smeared from the water splashed on the deck, I see me.
Is a paramount move, a colossal overturn in my everyday lifestyle
Forcing me - to jump ship, and find out why these eyes water
I finally get to see what I've been missing all along
And as I try to navigate this sea that I call life
I realize whole time everything I needed was right in front of me
My tools, my judgment, and mind had been left behind.
This education is numbing to my hands, and I fumble with the nights black sky
For I am blindly searching for my answer, and I call out for my captain...
Where is the entrance to the ocean?
And what hallways must I pass before reaching my goal..?
These words echo through the halls of my doom,
And if I choose the wrong path, that's all I'll ever hear
But I am solo in this world of water,
And I have painted my destiny for myself, being cast away from all others
To a place where I can rest with the lost souls, and wonder where I went wrong.
Maybe someday, I will write in my entry log again,
Maybe someday, I'll find my way.
Poem by J.A.D. © 2003
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