Chains Broken

Every step up that ladder seemed unattainable. The progress made so far was slow as it needed to be. Our thoughts were closer to pain than hope. Pain was easy to obtain. Pain required no formalities to settle into your place of rest; like an unwanted guest who refused to depart.
So I tried; again and again, on and on, I revved, but the clock refused to heed to my words. The wheels kept pushing forward; upward to somewhere that looked like heaven. So to the edge I step; a place where I had no choice but to move on.
Silence engulfs me
A deep sigh,
Back here, one last time
Then it begins
Forgetting pain and sweat, I run
My path gets more unclear by the day
But I preserve and scratch deep down
With my heart bleeding courage
I reached
I had come in last but nonetheless I had succeeded
To my own voice,
With precise clarity
I heard emptiness had fled away
Leaving behind a taste for survival

Another Again

Full with mistakes

Hoping I can correct and rightfully direct my ways

Fully displayed with red

All over, painted with distaste

 

A man only cries when all is never enough

When failing, is all that is left or right

We all have a savior we must find

In flesh, I must write

 

The topic never passing mystery

A mistake

Another mystery

Again I fall, failing to land

So where is my own savior?

In flesh, I must write

 

Must I fail twice over?

Maybe till I hear that voice of redemption

I am tired of this place,

A place filled with thorns and rocks

So I say where is my own answer to all these misdirected steps?

In flesh, I must say

 

Take it all,

All I want is you to find me

Finding you, find me

Standing alone is a lonely business

Only the night can tell how sad the tale is

So I need you, another again

In this place

In flesh or in love, I must say