Reflections

Shaky, unclear, hazy

Memories of what I’ve been.

A little stupid, a little crazy,

The things that I’ve heard and seen.

A small ripple will set them off

Like a bottled up volcano.

But the pain can’t be even reduced by half,

Of the things that I’ve been before.

So as I look at my reflection,

Smiling sadly with her sorrowful eyes,

That girl inside me decides tor run,

Looking for some respite.

Unsure, but confident

That truthfully telling lies,

Will somehow make me not repent

Fleeing from this world of cowardice.

For Poetry 101 Rehab: Reflections

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Sleep

Dimming eyes,

Sweet lullabies,

As you enter the world of intoxicating dreams.

Where happiness is free,

And you are there with me,

Away from this world of fear and cowardice.

Dimming eyes,

Harsh, loud cries,

As you enter the cold world of death.

Which is dark and unknown,

But you are not alone,

Because I’ll be always by your side.

So we journey onward together,

While the world wishes us:

“Good night, sleep tight.”

As a sleepy slow response to Poetry 101 Rehab – Sleep.