Why
A marathon of answers
Unsure
If
They correspond
With the
Hasty, useless
Questions
Posed
By those
Set on the confusion
Of the ones
Forced
To ponder
Fatigue
Sweeps thoughts away
In a murky
Flood
Nothing but debris
And pollution
Dreading
The continuation
Of
Carrying lead
Hidden
In the faux smiles
Of the creators
The deliberators
Ridiculous
Frivolous
Wild
Absurd
Used to describe the frowned upon
The free
No!
You yell
I shake my head
I shriek yes
In silence
I know
That yes
Is right
Yet
I jeep yelling yes back
Each time
A grain of sand
Against a mighty rock
Silence persists
Turn around
Smile
Unleashing wind
Carrying a million
Grains of sand
Eroding a mighty rock
Into oblivion
Red for anger
Orange for hate
Yellow for sickness
Green for envy
Blue for sadness
Indigo for loneliness
Violet for bruises
Or
Red for love
Orange for passion
Yellow for happiness
Green for rebirth
Blue for peace
Indigo for beauty
Violet for bravery
You choose
Heart room
Cue the lights
The walls bear pictures
Starring you
Exhibit closed
Locked thick doors
A rusty old key
Never used
Find an open vent
Slither in
Tear the frames down
Glass will shatter
Leaving no one unscathed
Ask for a key
Trade in your heart
To admire masterpieces
No boundaries
In the heart room
Inhale
Go under
Cool water
Swirls lethargically
Hair buoyant
Reaching to the surface
No breathing
No seeing
White on white
Gray on gray
Blue on blue
Serenity
Gentle energy
Break the surface
Inhale
It’s funny
How we blow out candles
One for each year
Previously lived
As if to blow away
The memories
Cast them aside
In smoke
To cheer for
Another year
Wasted
To put out
The life fire
One more candle
Extinguished
I am the wind
Suspending a million seedlings
Floating through the air
Like snowflakes
I tell them where to go
When to leave
But they keep coming
Back to me
I am the reason
That they know to float
To pack their things
And leave
Without me
They would stay on their flowers
Shriveling
Oh how sweet
But I keep moving
Holding them
As I go
Knowing that I need them
Though I may tire
My throat grows sore
Through endless hours
I fly with them
Those tiresome
Dependent
Helpless
Seeds
Today I say goodbye. The crumbled plaster and tile give way with each footfall. Today I will leave forever, my haven to dust, like rust on the teetering railing I caress with the fuzzy tips of my lavender gloves. Today I must pack up my soul, stored here for so long. The solitary chair slowly decaying in the corner bids me farewell. The stiff, brown stalks, laden with coarse leaves bow their heads. I nod back, a respecting bow from the friends I so cherish. I gather glimmers and reflections, and with one last shaky breath, plunge into the foggy unknown.
Smile a little
Cause the sun’s still shining
Even if its shy today
And clouds eat up the sky today
The sun shines on the other side
Waiting to break the barricade
Smile a little
Cause your friends still care
Even if you fought today
And they didn’t save your spot today
Your friends still care underneath
Waiting for right things to say, time to speak
Smile a little
Cause after if your life still sucks
Even if you hate today
And homework still piles up today
You can go to sleep tonight
And wake again tomorrow, a new today