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Monday, April 23, 2007


Peaceful morning porch
Peaceful morning porch...
I wake up without words but with my music pouring from my body;
The covers feel warm against my skin as my head presses against the soft pillow that supports my dreams;
I hug myself in private so no one can see the hurt that has made itself comfortable in me;

[It's feeling a bit like Boston i think]

I sit up straight as my feet dangle over my broken memories and my barely pieced together future;
But i don't show any emotions of sorrow nor any bit of despair;
I am feeling a little bit lucky i guess maybe that is for such emotions to run strong over my beaten and bruised body;

[Mercy from the skies maybe]

But I'll show honor in such mercy and lean on it for a while as i ride in and out of the difficult times;
It's almost like I'm using a cheat to step ahead of things;

It's okay to cheat every now and then right?

[I truly don't know the outlook on this]

But I'll take it for all it's worth so for that i won't let it go to waste;
"Take a good foot out on today's world then put your chin up", someone with a nameless face would say;
"Of course why not", I'll slip as i fumble my words;

This feels like an educational video.

~Robert

P.s: This poem that i wrote is how the inside of me feels to a tee...it holds, sorrow, hope ,joy, and wonder but yet never lets neither of these four loose from it's chains which create me. Looks like this is the format of who i really am...how so very strange.

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