TrystanBehm

The Path You Paved

How can I teach myself to care

When my soul has been left out to bare 

All the sins of my desire constructed in slate

Delivering me to your door, not a second too late 

 

How do I make a brick from dust 

Cast the mold that cracks like our trust 

The foundation, powder and fine

With each attempt, I’m running out of time 

 

I’m tied to this waste land at my core 

Leaving is now a possibility but I’m just not sure 

There is only one soil with this soul 

Can it rebuild, hold the weight, pay the toll? 

 

There is only one way to know 

To see if anything will grow 

Open myself up and let it go 

And maybe the first seed will show 

 

- it will take everything to have a chance at anything 

Comments4

  • Laura

    Trys,

    “There is only one soil with this soul
    Can it rebuild, hold the weight, pay the toll?”

    YES...YES...and YES!

    That soil is rich and fertile...
    Let go...
    and that seed will show and grow stronger than ever...
    with some good watering!

    ~Laura~


    • TrystanBehm

      Thanks as always Laura, for your insightful comment!

      • Laura

        You’re welcome!

      • Claudelle DeLuna

        Excellent poem! Trystan
        🙂✌

        • TrystanBehm

          Thanks Claudelle - really appreciate it!

        • Goldfinch60

          That first seed WILL grow and soon you will be filled with a field of dreams.

          • TrystanBehm

            Thank you Goldfinch60 - working on watering it....

          • 🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷😸

            A great poem, fine sublime muse in awesome rhyming wow,. Kudos.



            Pleez do review/comment my newest poem too .



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