Paper Waves
Making my way With paper and waves. So much to say And even more in the way. Controlling my days. Could be the tricks the mind plays. With a heavy heart Because I let so much stay. How could I ever lead When all I’ve ever been is their prey.
Face in the dirt. Backstabbed and words that hurt. Blood on my shirt Didn’t know my own worth. Is it my neighbors or my own life I should put first? Bubble easily burst. Venomous Verse. Instant or slow death Which one is worse? Starting to see a pattern. Recognize the curse.
Waves of black and blue. Demeanor gentle or cruel. Center stage in the circus Always played the fool. Who made up these rules? Dunce hat wasn’t so cool. My Me being reduced. Blood from my wounds Filling the pool. Gifted a Ruby. A true pinnacled jewel.
Waves that bring sadness. Washed away by the rain. Rewired circuit Reclaimed my brain. More waves come in and Wash away my pain. Tricks of the trade, I continue to gain.
~Introverted Sage~
