Every Friday I'll post one poem that I wrote. Here's my poem for this Friday.
A Bus Ride...
I stare behind the windows, hand on chin
but for all the world cannot remember
what is blurring by so fast.
I am a thought mummy, wrapped in my mind
and dead to the rest of the world.
I have found two paths diverging
and I would take the one less traveled by
if I could see which one it was
through my open blinded eyes.
We come to stop and again doors open
I step out and leave myself behind.
eyes in the ground, I walk my weighted steps
to nowhere, and with nothing there to find.
promises I could never keep wander
between empty ears and blank expressions.
I am being pulled apart, and amazed,
see that I am the stranger tearing at my limbs.
These thoughts are sweated out of me like rain
across my very skin, refugees of a tortured mind.
How long it has been, can not be forever.
But for the fraying at my thoughts
it has been infinity and back again.