Without limits

Aa Harvey

Without limits

 

 

Destination unknown, but I am going to a place I call home.

It’s far away beyond the stars, beyond the lights and noise of cars.

Flying through the universe, thinking fast,

No handbrake on, welcoming death as a matter of fact.

After drinking to feed my thirst;

This is no time for stopping or reverse.

 

 

The track is set; I am on my way,

To seeing the edge of all that came

And all that which passed across my eyes.

I have seen it all so I have no goodbyes.

To all I left behind to cry, I wish you well; but all things die,

And in the end if I made a dent inside your heart,

Then I made an impact on who you are.

 

 

You made all this worth it,

When I was thinking I am worthless.

I had to write it, just to say it;

I just could never understand my mess.

My head in a state of lah-di-dah;

You and I have come so far…oh so very far.

 

 

All of this it changes us,

But still we rise and still we fall.

I am falling still into the dust;

My gift, my world, has crumbled like the walls,

That reside around my heart shaped hole.

The walls are gone…fly away soul.

 

 

(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

  • Author: Aa Harvey (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 22nd, 2019 04:31
  • Category: Reflection
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  • kevin browne

    Brilliantly phrased writing skills shine through your sadness and pain of leaving us all behind. Please, don't do that because there is more to life than just living.Go find your rainbow and step inside the spectrum of life to see other set out landscapes of thought so intrinsicallt beautiful you will almost declare yourself a God. Keep writing these special pieces and grow with them.

    • Aa Harvey

      Thank you.

      Death is inevitable, but I may as well see what happens with life first.
      I have hit a rough patch recently where none of my poems amaze me like some do, but I guess that too is a part of growth.

      Peace, love and empathy.



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