THOUGHTS
Swirling
Stormy
Semblance of subtle rejection
In the name of harmonious friendship
Constant gyrations
So deep
Well camouflaged
Tortured lifetime of gathered momentum
Churns within my impetus heart
Moody peaks
Traumatic valleys
At times
I feel impending detonation
Catastrophic explosion
Alleged human combustion
If I do not release this pressure of truth
Authentic
Intense
Blessed gift of deepest love
Fresh and new
Burns to shower her in bliss
Romantic words that long to surface
Delicate exposure of my soul
Suffocate
Beneath stark reality
Acceptance as it truly is
Not as I think it should be
Alas
She knows
It’s just not meant to be
That will have to suffice
“The sun is always in my eyes, It crashes through the windows, and I’m sleeping on the couch, When I came to visit you, That’s when I knew that I could never have you, I knew that before you did, Still I’m the one who’s stupidAnd there’s this burning, like there’s always been, I’ve never been so alone, and I’ve never been so alive.Visions of you on a motorcycle drive by, the cigarette ash flies in your eyes, and you don’t mind, you smile, and say the world doesn’t fit with you.I don’t believe you, you’re so serene.Careening through the universe, your axis on a tilt, you’re guiltless and free,I hope you take a piece of me with you,And there’s things I’d like to do that you don’t believe in,I would like to build something, but you’d never see it happen”
THIRD EYE BLIND “MOTORCYCLE DRIVE BY”
© Bill Grimes Jr. 2005
