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Fly September 27, 2009

Filed under: Poetry — mustwriteit @ 12:29 am
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At night I cry wishing out of my window I’d fly

The hurt the pain all gets to me

All day I’m fine, but the night exposes me

The night should hide, I am different you see

The morning’s all smiles; everyone thinks I’m care free

I shouldn’t cry, what are my problems? I think twice

Grateful I should be; I’m under a roof with my family

I hold back my tears weeks or even years silently

All would be suppressed held back temporally

One day a broken nail could pull the trigger of what used to be

From lost love, a fight, a bad grade or a pound I gained lately

Are that even problems? But if not then what are they?

Love’s pain will be forgotten or replaced all books say

Even if it didn’t! By the way after years it still isn’t

It hurts so badly but a pain-killer won’t do

It’s emotional. What should I do?

As for the fight a true smile would make it alright

A bad grade I should be tougher!

Study and concentrate. So why the hustle

Does that make me shallow? I feel ashamed!

When I’m in the problem I just can’t see

When will I feel better? I look in the future, how will it be?

In a small apartment alone I’ll be?!

I don’t want to go there the thought just petrifies me

I put on running shoes my songs with me

I run for miles till I’m out of breath bending down holding my knee

My heart beating fast burning, did I fool me?

It makes me feel better for a while

I think “yes I did it” and feel powerful stand confidently

Some positive energy to make me feel free

I call some friends or do something I just want to be busy

I’ll try to do my best and see how it all turns out finally

I have faith and know that whatever there is

It’s all for the best, later on I’ll see

Just like the old friends that bailed on me

I cried for nights thinking the reason was me

What I didn’t know that better friends were coming my way

At night on the phone when I cry soothing they’ll stay

I hope that’s how my so called problems will end to be

Something forgotten or just funny

Or maybe reflecting positively on my identity

I’ll keep that in mind, thank god I’m alive

I close my eyes before I know it in my dreams I fly


2 Responses to “Fly”

  1. ichabod Says:

    keep on flying
    friends come and go
    when you are in flight
    the stratosphere
    of mind’s eye
    everything will be
    all right

    I couldn’t resist throwing one back at you :)

    Have a nice evening. :)

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