Ace Of Black Hearts
Falling Behind - Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
Tired and beaten.
A pledge to not let myself get defeated.
As many scars on the outside as in.
Where to begin.
Does the knight ride up on a white horse?
Is it only for a damsel in distress?
Please forgive me but I just forget.
I just forget.
No matter how many ways I try question it.
sal la vie
The futility of it.
The magintude of it.
Measured in both depth and time.
A man of sound mind.
Is that someone I can ever be?
With all I have seen.
Delusional and so nieve.
So easily decieved.
Only with my heart do I truly ever see.
A cannon fires and off I go.
Trying look into another lost soul.
For if I understand them then just maybe I can better understand me.
Moods of poison.
Entire depositions read.
A search into a forgotten wasteland.
Abandon for a better future.
The drifting leaf slowly deteriorates in the dirt of infamony.
Someday a voice keeps repeating.
Someway a voice keeps preaching.
But don't want to hear another sermon.
If I needed a priest I would have asked for one.
A call to all the angels and demons.
Will one of you just come and get me?
Take me to the place of higher knowledge.
A place where wisdom is both time and perspective.
I'm so tired of being rejected as soon as things get good.
I no longer need you.
Those are the words always said.
The question the becomes did you ever.
A whisper of s wish and a unending scream of agony.
Your pain will be mine once again.
Occasionally skipping a beat.
This time you take the lead because I don't think I have it any longer in me.
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