Succumb to nothingness
Drop into the abyss
Slender is the chance
I will survive all this.
Tolerance doesn’t know
Where to step in
Or even if
It still exists.
My sadness knows all this
Crying out the name
The name of one
Who can change, change this.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Sometimes the world will cry
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes the rain will wash away
The hurt, the anger and the pain
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes I need to say
I’ll cry but only for today
Sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Agonizing, difficult regret
Struggling to understand
Just what I did to regret
For no soft heart opens up
Or holds me close
Only solitude, loneliness
Are at my command.
Life of near and far away
Feels trodden upon
No joy to lift me up
No smile that helps me stand
Only agonizing, difficult regret
Struggling to understand.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Gone into the wonder of the moment
Delving into the presence I feel
No heart beats just a moment
No heart can repeal
The sound lost from the moment
It’s just a wonderful wonder of a moment
Allowing me to feel.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
When I die and go to bed
Let me lie and not instead
Listen to the world around
Singing happy, coursing songs.
Let me not beneath the soul
Hear a call of some callous foe
Let me think of not just dread
When I die and go to bed
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Nothing really happens until I decide to live the life given
No one else is responsible for anything of mine
My part must be played
Paramount above everything.
Look to yourself
Look within, inside
Answers are there
Waiting to be tried.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Everything is quiet
Everything is nice
But
Everything is not ok
Everything can’t be nice
Hold the past in your arms
Embrace the future
With unprecedented charm
Then
Everything is ok
Everything is without harm
Live the present
Moving thru the past
Holding the future in a grip
That will forever last
Yes
Everything is quiet
Everything can last.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Sadness lingers giving a sad taste
Mental anguish holds memories in
Sadness’s wake.
This too will pass in future’s time
Overshadowed
By weeping and sad crying.
For now I hold my sadness near
All that’s left
Of one life so dear.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
Hearing the world turn
Is
A wondrous thing.
The magic of the morning
The breath of spring
Calling forth summer and all that it brings.
Fall’s bounty feeding
Getting ready for the cold of winter
Snowflakes hiding everything.
My breath goes in and out
Taking in all these things
That are about.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2015
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