1ripped holes
in a gray shirt,
sitting upon a futon,
my eyes fixated
on this parade of colors
full of papers.
A tiny piece of glitter
I find every now and then.
My hands fiddling
upon the curls of my hair.
I'm lost for words
so I'll write four words
that have no purpose
in this piece of knitting
I can barely focus on.
Watch me write
words that have no meaning
other than the facts
of where I am
and what I'm doing.
And what sort of spell,
I'm conjuring up next,
inside of this leaky cauldron
of a head.
I'm slowly repairing
these large cracks
strewn out upon my boiling pot.
How clever of me
to mix in magic
with my daily life.
How clever of me
to parody my own work of art.
I paint until I run out of fuel
and when I have no fuel
I run with nothing inside
but a clean slated mind.
Ready to rewrite
whatever comes flying by
smashing right into my chalkboard,
creating nothing but dust,
all over this once smooth surface.
Now I'm lost and confused
filled with anger and rage
because something hit me
and challenged my ways of living.
Revenge somehow
creeps its way,
back inside,
when your at your lowest.
Lower than you thought
you could go,
with no direction to be known.
Your underbelly hurts
when its been kicked around,
and laid to waste
into the muddy ground.
Hiding inside
of a steel home
will not save your bum.
Not by a long shot
which is a very tiresome distance
to stretch your strengths
because you become so weak
when your at the edge of your peak.
You collapse once again
like a bag of broken bones
burried under the dry desert sun.
Your faith is a mess Jamie,
reconstruct yourself once more,
this time do it right.
Every moment you waste,
your life is running away
from your finger tips
reach out and grab it.
And lock it safely within,
because you'll need it.
Oh hell yes you will,
don't you dare deny
your own thoughts.
Thats the worst possible thing
to do right now.
Don't lose that faith,
you gotta keep it alive and growing,
water it everyday.
For if you want a beautiful garden
you must pull out
those nasty weeds!
Give it all that you got.
Don't lock yourself in,
lock yourself out,
and look at the life
you could be having,
the life you could be living!
Don't forget this lesson,
because if you don't put water
into your garden;
it'll dry up,
and die away!