Lyrical Journey Poem by Ayesha iSha

Dark circles under her eyes tells
The story of many sleepless nights

Anna takes her mama’s knife
She says she's sick of everything around

One wider cut
One more scar on her forearm…
She bleeds and seeks redemption from suffering

Angel of hope flutters
Oh look around… stars; moon and sun all are yours

She's unmoved and says,
Go, go, go away…
Because life is nothing but a lyrical journey
A long, bizarre and tiring journey

He was a sweetheart,
Someone she counted on
But he said he isn’t ready yet
The price of love is excruciating memories
Lingering, sticking, ashen memories

Anna takes her mama’s smokes
She says she's sick of everything around

One deeper drag
One more cigarette between her dry lips
She puffs and seeks redemption from suffering

Because life is nothing but a lyrical journey
A long, bizarre and tiring journey

She hears the ghosts
Dancing, tapping and teasing ghosts
She locks herself up in the closet
Tears falling, trembling…
Mama, mama… mama I wish I were you

Because life is nothing but a lyrical journey
A long, bizarre and tiring journey

Another afternoon, another lame beginning
In theater she watches her favorite hero
Romancing the beautiful… beautiful girls
The images dwindles in her mind
Like fog enwraps cities, pastures and jungles

Anna takes her mama’s keys and drives out of the town
She says she's sick of everything around

One longer drive
One more track on the stereo
She listens and seeks redemption from suffering

Because life is nothing but a lyrical journey
A long, bizarre and tiring journey