Carry the load, let me carry the light
To light up your way, as you carry the load
I am here to ease the pain, to bear it with you
This thing called life, a struggle to the end
A myth, I stand, in your mind’s eye
You are alone, on the edge of the parched land
A companion you seek, only betrayal is felt
But no matter, seek again, your oasis
Its night, its dark
Carry your light as you go
I may not lead but I will always follow.
Light brown, worn with use
Teapot stood, in its majestic grace
On the bottomshelf, frequently made to pour tea
The handle, the body, the spout
All showing signs of age.
Oh and yes, it was my birthday on 18th April.
Just marking another milestone
I have come far and made myself proud.
21 years. Quite a life so far.
For them, once its begun, its never done
Always there, in their tiny hearts, the past
Throbbing like an open wound, continuous reminder
It wont be buried, it wont be forgotten
It will resurrect, it will always hit you in the face
Far from sanity, it will be a grudge against you
The dark emotions let loose
Shame! What is letting go?
No one knows.
It feels like only yesterday that I cut the cake
And now again, some same faces and some ghostly memories
Knock my door with age leading on
Its a celebration of death, it seems
But also of a chapter coming to an end
And commencement of another
A day it takes for a beginning to begin another adventure
Be it in my room or out in the world.
Like a bubble wrap, they protect you
You think you can do without, but can you?
They dont let you feel, the bubbles keep bursting and they dont stop
Each bubble, a friend.
I ran into you, just round the corner
Suprised, you were, and so was I
I wasnt sure if I should stop and say “hi!”
Was I still welcome?
Fault lies where? In my heart or yours?
I stayed, feet wont move
Why is it so difficult to take steps
Away or towards you?
Something brittle, if the air moved
Shattering the illusion
With a blink, moment passed
Illusion dissolved into memory