Been learning about gardening lately.
Starting to understand it takes a soft, attentive thumb not always a green one…
Heavy-hearted dearly departed.
I am fully aware of them, I’m reaping the seeds.
Believe me, I’m trying, I’m picking the weeds, endlessly.
And still my poor qualities, I can see them building a colony,
taking up room in me, sucking my life away.
I want to shine again, want to be the best friend I’ve ever needed again,
I want to squint in my reflection… cause right now, I’m feeling a little defeated.
I know all it’s going to take is one more swing, I’m just saying…
It’s been a long time coming and I know what your thinking…
Try being Me, and welcome to Infinity.
I’m a little green around the gills and my mind is filled with this color of blue.
this hue, this hue, I can’t quite put my finger on.
But now it’s all wrong cause it’s all gone
And hope deferred… that’s a tough one…
Losing a son. I can only imagine that one.
Staring down the barrel of a stranger’s gun?
I can only imagine…
But I’ve seen it first-hand moments where I could have met my maker,
Moments I swear I got a glimpse of Him.
I’ve seen an Iron man reduced to rust
A light-footed warrior turned to dust.
A child losing the last grain of its trust…
I’ve heard the story of a man with a plan,
that turned to a scam with the loss of intention.
A woman with a dream,
the idea of wings torn away violently.
Pawns are we…
mortally wounded before entry.
Charged and leashed brutally to entropy.
A cruel joke? Or necessary conditioning,
The gold in me’s humming.
A cold world entrapping the best in everybody.
Leaving golden moments lost in time, ever behind.
While the eyes in the mirror go slowly blind.
A plan to light the way for adopted thoughts,
only to become cannon fodder in a war waged above them.
This world is turning on itself. Consuming its own, without fail
along with everyone else…