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