In Shadow

Something is not right, this nagging feeling
Where I am is not where I need to be
A veiled glimpse from time to time
Something, someone, stalking the shadows,
Just out of sight

Turn quickly, sense the presence
It has been there since the beginning
Shy, silently watching, barley perceptible
A newfound boldness of late

I once met him, face to face
While dreaming, in clarity, somehow familiar
Gaunt features constantly in flux
A twisted fun house reflection

“Everything you might have been”
Softly whispered when asked
All the fragments discarded along the way
Unknowingly, breathing we remain.

Ticking

Ignorance and bravado is what they say
The gun was loaded, but then who knew?
At only 17 a young life clock stops ticking
How tragic they say, pried from cold dead hands

Man versus food, fascinated by the reality
Could he really eat the whole thing?
Break to commercial, a small starving child
A mother weeps, as a clock stops ticking

In foreign fields, no poppies grow
Far from home, row upon row
Where life is cheap or so it seems
Clocks stop ticking in the death of dreams

So Simple

Rest now, relinquish
When to do is but a phrase
Weighed without consideration
Step smiling from the maze

Rest now, in silence
Where the world is but a dream
Fading tales without support
Finally knowing what it means

Rest now, remember
How simple a life can be
Stripped of lies that we are taught
Eyes open and free to see