Saturday, 31 March 2018

School Daze


Those days, meant to be the best in life, a time to thrive
memories to live by, to take with us till the day we die
special times must have walked right past
a daze, those lost days, a grimace of pain, it lasts

The lights switch off in my mind, left here in the dark
faded photograph scraps of times elapsed, left cold and stark
pushed, shoved, hit til i bleed, the cruel words, this cruel world
a blessing to be alone and free, just me, can be unfurled

I remember me, always outside looking in at them
always wanting, never being, a part of the team, numb
apart from the rest, couldn't say a word, could you talk for me please? I'm scared
scarred, tore apart my art, my heart, my last remaining thought unaired

Left for a new place, a new day, a change to be
grew in belief, created myself, a new ideal me
a new deal, an ordeal, those past years
now forever lost in a flow of tears

Music dragged me out, pushed me into the arms of people new
a group who knew how to get to me, to make me break through
let go of those ripped diary pages, find my voice, sing loud
let my hair down, allow my heart to flow free and proud

Thanks for reading,
Kyle

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