Maybe, Just

A thousand rhymes in a thousand lines

I must’ve dreamt of it a thousand times

When the hurt runs deep

Invading your sleep, your will to keep

 

To keep your morals in line

To once again feel fine

To get back up on your feet

Never accepting the impending defeat

 

There’s no air, no air

And it just isn’t fair

You find the line

Becoming ever more fine

 

Between righteous and unfair

But we’ve all done our share

Of secrets we’ll never tell

That’ll grant us passage in to hell

 

So maybe we all deserve that fate

For all of the things we give hate

For all the nights we went to bed

Without batting an eye for the evil we’ve done or said

 

But maybe, just maybe.

 

Maybe most of us are good

And we do the things we’re told we should

We forgive ourselves and move on with our lives

We find a way to survive.

 

Amidst the clouds that gather in our heads

Reviving the emotions once thought to be dead

Trying, trying,

Now we’re flying, flying.

 

Soaring through a newly clear blue sky

Watching the day slide into night

The cold, reaching for our core

We ache to once again soar.

 

Beyond the clouds, we sit with the stars

On top of the world, we’ve hidden our scars

The past is just now catching it’s breath

As it stares you in the eye, as poisonous as meth

 

Maybe, just maybe

 

We can’t escape the things we’ve done

There’s no fighting it, you can’t run.

Move on, move on, for the love god.

Put your pride on hold and accept that you’re flawed.

 

Then maybe, just maybe

You’ll be okay again

Reviews

[♪Barklight♪]

Full of meaning and powerful words. Great write.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

There is something about finding the right words at the right time.So I am tossing turning on a sleepless night and I find your poem here.. and I come up believe I will be okay again.

[Jen]

Wow, that is truly powerful. It makes me really happy to know that I could help an anonymous person through something that helps me. Keep up the good fight!