No more tortured, blackened soul
Spreading grief where’re you go
Bleeding hearts feel no gain
Of deeds done steeped in pain.
Blessed innocence lost for real
Cold and callous touch they feel
Unholy evil, a putrid curse
That future lives are staked to.
Only hope you descend
Quickly down
Whence you
Ever came from.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
When the maze is clear, then and only then can we progress to the next level.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Journeys to make
Decisions to ponder
Love to wander
Way far away.
But for now I will stay
And make my way
To the best
The best for me today.
When I do journey
Please let me find
Turth, happiness
All things most divine.
Journeys to ponder
Decisions to make
Where oh where
Shall my wandering take?
~ Patrice
Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Tortured souls hear the pain
Nothing in it, all in vain
Climbing out, out from pain
Crucial not to be flushed
Down the drain.
Melody running in my head
Ponder what I really dread
Muster forth the power said
Rock all that fuels
This in my head.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2012
Looking back down
The road I’ve been
Always knowing I could
Be there in a second
That place I’ve been.
So sad to know
So sad to be
Looking back down
The road I’ve been.
Don’t look back
Turn around and see
A new road
Opening up for me.
Full of promise
Full of majesty
Heartbreak gone
Back down the road
I’ve been.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Do you know the name
Of that wonderful person
The one that shared your life
Thru happiness and strife?
Always there, always
Always there to count on
Always there to turn to
In this stressful life.
No need to know the name
It will change for me or you
This person is the one
That is there whenever
You need them to be too.
I thank this person
With all my heart
As you should too
For without them in our lives
Whatever would we do?
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
In the near future and the past
Everything was aghast.
Not so liked but tolerated
Sad to say, that was my past.
I am aghast I let it past
Say no more and move along
My life is worth more
Than a sad, sad song.
See you there
In that happy place
Full of joy, full of grace.
You will bow and I will chase
All the butterflies that giggle
And face the troubles
I’m trying to erase.
Maybe now it does not exist
Because I showed them
I will resist.
Be ye happy.
Be ye pleased because together
We brought them to their knees.
Here, in the near future
And most likely in the past
With absolute ease.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Great expectations, wonder aloud.
Be in possession of all that is
Bought gently here, on a cloud.
No one will ponder, question or ask
But accept the greatness
One has within them to
Accomplish the task.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
Today is the day.
Today is the combination
Of all your past days.
Making today better than yesterday
Because you know more
Than you did yesterday.
And not as much
As you’ll know tomorrow.
So, today is the day.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2011
All is seen, all is glad
Be ye thankful
For all you’ve had
Can’t take it away
Nor make it bad.
Just believe in yourself
And just be glad
You’ve been given
A gift that many
Have never had.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson
– 2011
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