Stay / Away

Gone with the wind; we fly away today.
We knew we would not stay. It is hard to
say which way we are going or how fast
the wind is blowing. With no signs showing,
curiosity starts growing. The ways that we face
the days can dictate the rate at which we go.
Before we know it, things, times, people,
will be gone. Before long, we will learn
life’s unwavering song. As time flies, the sun
will rise just like the tide. There is no need to hide
when we seek the time to understand both
day and night. Gone, but never forgotten.
Here I am to feel fresh – never rotten.
Anyhow, I feel as if the wind blew me
out of my shoes. Now, I stay gone. I left to go
on a right path. Now, I have gone and found
a piece of peace: a life on the bright side.

The Top

Up and away
To the top. You
And I don’t stop
Until we get
To the top.
There is no need
To pack anything.
We aren’t coming
Back. We explore
This steep hill
And its wrath.
We push on
Despite the pain.
So much to gain
In our journey.
With each step,
We move past
Regret. We climb
Out deep holes
That were carved
Inside our souls.
We rise. Heading
To the very top:
A better setting.

A Better Me

I want to be a better me.
I want to change, evolve.
There are mysteries
I need to solve.
Stronger, wiser, better –
I want to be sunny
weather. I can see
a better me in the days
ahead. I want to be
well-read, well-spoken:
well said. I want to be
well. One day, believe,
you will see a better me.

Strange Times

The days lately have been strange.
I can’t describe what it means
to be alive in these trying times.
I look around and see changes;
what strange times. What a time
to be alive. I am just hoping
things will go back to normal.
Either way, the only thing to do
is to embrace these strange times.
I will keep driving this road
that will, someday, take me home.

A Thoughtful Marathon

I think back to the times we had

Finding the source of what makes me sad.

I remember bits and pieces of us:

Memories I can’t completely trust.

I feel this pain cut so deep:

Haunting memories that won’t let me sleep.

I forget some things, but I remember most.

I still remember… that’s why I coast.

I can’t seem to break this thought

And what we had can’t be taught.

Your shadow casts as this pain lasts.

I run away to only see you;

I can’t escape no matter what I do.

I keep on running until I’m free

knowing these thoughts will never leave.