Where We Belong
I’m so awake, and depressed,
an open eye, I watch in awe
you shine, when you're stressed.
You never knew I always saw
How can you live in a forest fire and not be burned?
Your eyes reflect the flames
a lesson never learned.
You’re the moon,
unaware you create tides below
they recede too soon
leaving empty foam.
Stereo on, lights off, open window racket,
this noisy dark can't blanket the liar.
Your arms surround me like a straight jacket.
Let’s dig up the past, burn it in a funeral pyre.
I only cry when you don’t hear
the deep of night
The stars below us, the universe above,
We grasp for one another,
we grope for love.
but fall we must,
burning through the atmosphere
a thousand miles of lust.
Back where we belong.
My first attempt at writing poetry with any kind of rhyming scheme.
When I write poetry that has rhyming in it, I always feel like I am writing song
lyrics because I have been in a couple bands and wrote most of the songs
while never writing poetry back then. So I would sit and write these words to music in my head.
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