Not Alone Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Not Alone



Inspired emotions.
Tapping into the river of devotion.
Words to create my ocean.
My battleship is my heart.
On the march, on the move.
Somethings you just can't lose.
Sometimes it's not something you get choose.
Letting it loose.
The disenfranchised over-compensating ego.
Regret, sorrow, bridges burned, lessons learned.
An over-reaching empath.
Building the solution right into pandora box.
It still whispers set me free.
But voices become more still, more silent.
The escape artist, trapping what you can't see.
That's demon in me.
Blessed and cursed at the same time.
Walking through the sands of this rhyme.
Sight through the third eye of the truly divine.
Talking through the language of the mimes.
Reaching into worlds not so grey.
It's not enough to care, straight up, to the bottom I drop.
With invisible chains in this flesh prison I rot.
The agony of the powerless.
Let me shape this pearl.
Let it glitter like no other.
Let it symbolize, what I can never give.
But that does not mean I can not forgive.
Memories burn, a picture that continues to churn.
Slow motion, a step back and repeat.
Too bad we can not cheat.
Turning back the clock.
A rift in my very own existance.
How many ways can something play out.
Overcoming all the doubts, the fountain still runs red.
The scars still hurt, no better, no worse.
No redo, undo, or reverse.
The nasty pill we must all swallow.
Mistakes that make me feel hollow.
Moving on, moving beyond.
A formidible sky of the black.
A broken contract, indebted to no one.
Conquering my soul, screaming give me back control.
I am once again whole.
And now I must find the path to share my convictions, my delibration.
My mind altering revelation.
Let me give others my salvation, not another preoccupation.
Distractions no matter how pretty, can't replace the inner being.
Perfectly flawed for the anything but perfect cause.
Honesty in a life where lies get you the prize.
But I can't wear that disguise.
I hope this doesn't come as a supprise.
Because it is not why I'm still alive.
The courage to go on, always on your own.
Still wishing you were not alone.
Still wishing, so desperately wishing you are not alone.

Wednesday, February 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life,redemption
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Harry Hane 21 February 2018

A very good poem. Very interesting.

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