A Poem of No Particularity


It has been awhile since I have written any verse at all, this probably doesnt qualify as a real poem but is more of a musings in my head.

dont mess this up
or press your luck
cant give in to fear

treading slowly
testing the water one, two toes at a time
but cant give yourself away

shed the old skin
and drink the new wine,
pretend like its the hundreth time

that this is old hat
and not greek to you
of course, i know where i am, sure i am fine

pray harder than ever tonight that tomorrow will end like today
because it has to that's why

its not desperation in your heart
but the fragile hope of hope
packaged in heavy-handed anxiety

hold your breath because if it breaks
you buy it, and you cant afford another

you might be discovered,
and hope is contraband
tread wisely and transparent

invisible to those that would destroy
your chance at love and happiness
hold tightly to this hope
this fragile little hope, because each day you grow stronger

the past fades and memories grow dim
your footsteps are surer and your path a straight highway

you will get there
learn the patience you neglected before
become the person you covered up so long ago
and take heart