Dont Know Yet

[moonbreadcrowneedle]

Poem I wrote a while ago

Wicked waves, green tinted, red tips flash from a sunset?

Sunrise?

Lungs weighed down with sin and salt. Crying would only add to the bitter taste in my mouth. Terrible time to learn how to swim.

I fall under. dark. too dark. Give up?

No not quite.

Up again, too bright. Lightning flays the sky.

Back under now. Is this better?

Yes, no? No matter, I breach.

I'm tired.

God, can you save me now?

Under again. I'm cold, so cold.

So heavy. So tired.

But up I go.

Why am I still alive?

[n1c0t1n3-dd1ct]

Calling all artists:

I need someone to draw something I saw today.

It was a homeless Where's Waldo crucifying Mickey Mouse on a wrong way street sign

....

I wish I could explain (I can might explain if someone asks lol)

[moonbreadcrowneedle]

Really got carried away with this one

Where's Waldo?

And why is he hiding?

And what does he have to tell?

Memories now unceasingly

Scream up from where heroes then fell

Where's Waldo?

And what was so tempting?

Lost everything but his soul.

Memories now more incessantly

Scream up from the dust at his feet

Where's Waldo now?

The glimpse so inviting

I wish I could speak with him now

The memory impetuously

Screams at me, screams "I dont know how"

Does Waldo remember?

Or did he surrender,

To road signs and strings hanging down?

Not after all I've seen

Would I ever believe

That he'd sell himself to any crown

Did he hear, did he see?

The great conspiracy?

Or did he figure it out on his own?

It's clear that they found him

Before I ever could

And It's clear he's still at it

unceasingly

incessantly

impetuously

Screaming however he can

Because though they took his home

His people

His mind

Truth is eternal

It was always written in his soul

And the soul makes it's own voice.

Wrong way

Wrong way

Crucify un-truth

Colours distract

It was not how it seemed in youth

Wrong way

Dismay

Left only is proof

Seems Elmo has died

Nails pierce, now unchained the uncouth

Wrong way

Fair play

Never wasn't

Never is

Not since I got too old for Elmo

Stripped of innocence

Stolen

Stolen fairness

Stolen play

Dead dead

I want it back

Wrong way

WRONG WAY

They never had to pay

red

White

red

White

broken

Fair

guilty

Holy

blood

Light

They're not right.