Always escaping from my grasp
Feeding the burning frustration of my mind
For those words I can't seem to find
What do I need to say
To keep them moving on
Before this day fades away
Before they're gone
These words
These stupid, idiotic words
Intent on running away from me
I chase them down the alleyways
Within the sewers of doubt
Along the rooftops of memory
Under the bridge of the forgotten
The words I need
Those who I want to lead
But those words
Those brash, indecisive words
They run
and hide
and run
and run
To a place I cannot reach them no matter how hard I try
Leaving me alone in this desolate land
Where they reach out their hands
But I cannot take them
Forced to watch it all break away
All while I can find nothing to say
All while I watch those words run away
One day, they'll be mine once again
I will craft myself to be worthy of their respect
I will purge these chaining fears from my heart
Those words are the key to tomorrow
The key to ending their sorrow
And one day, I'll find them once again
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Comments2
so incredibly moving
You are a master of your word, I have no doubt they will be found then heard. One thing for sure when they do, the world will know and witness You. As amazingly wonderful as I already do, no word of a lie I'm inspired by every one of your writes.
Much peace and respect
My broetry friend
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