Too Cool for Heaven
Look at me
With my spiked hair
And tattooed arms
Where I go, the crowds follow
I sing but I also dance
The angels watch
Envious
They don’t want me there
I’m too cool for heaven
And hell doesn’t want to freeze over!
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Look at me
With my spiked hair
And tattooed arms
Where I go, the crowds follow
I sing but I also dance
The angels watch
Envious
They don’t want me there
I’m too cool for heaven
And hell doesn’t want to freeze over!
Alarm rings again
I wake up to write again
Spelling gone words lost
Rest and relax son
Night time passes very fast
Close your eyes, sleep son
free falling
within
outside: it’s so still, dark, quiet.
i hear the dark rush of the winds, inside.
not quiet;
not still;
dark.
The park is calling
Brightly lit, the path awaits
Go play little kid
Mirrors in my mind
won’t let me forget,
Prisoner inside
filled with much regret.
Mirrors in my mind
hostile with their words,
wounding me inside
Emotions now have stirred.
Will it ever stop?
images please blur,
Mirrors that reflect
the pain that had occurred.
Mirrors in my mind
Heartlessly confined,
They can’t understand
the guilt that has been mine.
Cruelly locked within
Staring through these bars,
Everything I love
is now very far.
Mirrors in my mind
don’t let me look back,
Somehow wipe my tears
show me what I lack.
Every word you write;
you use;
you say, will reveal you to them
Do you have the courage?
– To BE,
– And remain,
As you are,
still,
true,
under their gaze:
To unveil?