Give It Up
 
 

I can’t seem to realize that it’s over
When it chases the absent thoughts in my mind
Is it a sign or a struggle?
Or both to make it double
And I shoot it down in a glass, once a week
It makes me seek
Something that isn’t there
Do I care?
I try not to bother; yet it stalks those simple vices
The ones that spoon me under sheets so cold
So naked, vital, clamping hold
I wake at dawn, I choose my cards and then I fold
 

How can time heal all these wounds?
Leaving lifeless places yet to see
And then I close my eyes to all of you
And all I see is me
And that’s no good and it’s not right
Like I feel I have to fight
And frozen days and solid ways
Start to make my heart decay
It seeps with liquid life
Behind the walls of wicked strife
But with life I learn to live
And the words are all I give
 

I throw it away, into a pale
I wait for laughing souls to sail
Beyond the calm and misty morn
Amongst the growing drama and forlorn
With smirks and grins I leave to you
I leave the hugs and fire bugs
I leave the songs and humid nights
I leave to you a rather new in vision and sight
I give to you the love I had
The tears I’ve cried,  the pillow sad
I promise you the happiness, the words I throw
The dreams I sow, no more lows
So many highs, that open your eyes
To see……………………………..
That once this truth my free.
 
 

Kelly C. O’Donnell  ©2001