Destination FarawayMature

Into the lane,

Sliding fast,

Avoiding problems and repressing past.

Straight ahead,

Moving on,

Staying in front of the prowling beast.

 

Must keep facing forward.

Conscience ready for a new revival.

There is no looking back.

No chance to allow regrets.

 

To the table,

My bets set,

All my emotions banked on you.

Lost the game,

Life turned sour,

Your face is what I must escape.

 

Can’t afford another breach.

Build the walls, fortify the heart.

Defend against all who invade,

Retract and hide from friends.

 

I’ve seen the path

To another life.

I can’t stay here,

I have to take it.

My eyes set

On a new goal,

Ready to prosper.

But where’s the profit?

 

Surely now I

Would feel just

A little better

Now that I’m gone.

Yet I

Long to be

Right back home

Where the pain resides.

 

Turning on,

Raising high,

Volume up to hide in the sound.

Immerse myself

In the notes,

Delve into a fantasy world.

 

The time comes to join the show.

Pessimistic thoughts spawn throughout.

If only it wasn’t so damn hard

To put on some sort of smile.

 

Every turn,

All the paths

Ride me towards what I despise.

The pictures playing

In my head

Love to replay when we touched.

 

Such is the downward spiral:

A vicious hold never released.

Taking all available chances

In order to avoid seeing you.

 

I’ve seen the path

To another life.

I want to stay here,

But I have to take it.

With my eyes set

On moving on,

Ready to prosper.

But where’s the profit?

 

Surely now I

Would feel just

A little better

Now that I’m gone.

Yet I

Long to be

Right back home

Where the pain resides.

 

She knows she’s in control

Of all I do.

And running brings her closer.

I think I’m in control

Of those I hate,

But fate’s simply playing tricks.

 

Domination completing desire

For her to win

And strip my body of all pride.

Powerless and without will

To set ablaze

The pyre of my abhorrence.

 

Though the anger is certain,

The loss of love is clear,

A plague has invaded,

And my body rots away.

 

Decomposing feels pleasurable.

All I see if your face.

Passion bids me to execute.

I’m powerless to strike.

 

I know the path

To another life.

I need to leave,

I have to take it.

Taking care

With moving on,

Ready to prosper.

I need no profit.

 

Surely now I

Can feel just

A little relieved

Now that I’m gone.

Yet I

Long to be

Right back home

Where the pain resides.

 

I throw the continents behind me,

The oceans following in my wake.

I bury the trail behind me.

 

The memories are discarded,

Cascading from my mind’s window

To drown in the past.

 

When my feet touch the ground,

The surroundings appear alien.

This place is new to me.

 

The expedition carries me far,

So ever should the desire return,

I’ll not remember the way back to you.

The End

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