A Poem I wrote a good year ago |
The Beach Sitting on the beach untouched by time I sink my toes in the sand and watch the world slowly pass me by The shadow of the man I could’ve been haunts me I know he is there in the corner of my eye I see He is there constantly watching over me He knows who am I and who I could be Like a child from him I hide On this island I do not age I’ve already died My potential lounges smoking a cigar cursing me for the things I did to him Like the rest of humanity cursing Adam and Eve for the original sin As it seems my guilty conscience has run off with my dreams again Running from problems and from society in search of understanding and a friend It seems the island is the only one who will ever understand him I slowly begin to rise above the trees and into the sky His head is in the clouds as he begins to fly He sees the island his only friend: The escape from all of his fears Time, humanity, and life possess no solid meaning here As he flies the sand twinkles like the sea of diamonds before it disappears From his sight and soon the whispers of doubt are all he hears The sound of madness the sound of silence all around I’m growing scared now I think I should head back to the ground These are all problems meant for another day For my dreams have returned and they want to play These are my problems and I’ll solve them in my own way I say to my potential as he watches with judgmental eyes As my irresponsibility grows he slowly dies But he just smokes another cigar and offers a laugh A sad one, lacking innocence, but a laugh is a laugh But without innocence that laugh is only half I forget my guilt for what I’ve done to him And move out with my dreams to the water and together we swim We splash around and have a blast Without reality this moment will always last And I can’t help but too remember the world I left behind Where a moment moves in a moment’s time It’s new home to a memory in your mind The museum of your history, one of a kind There you are as a child; you broke your arm look at the cast Please don’t touch, and don’t get too close to the glass The root of all evil is time Without it the world is mine I am free to chase the whims of love I had so long left behind And I have never cared for the things of ordinary man If the sane man can’t then maybe the madman can I am gone I am gone far away to the beach Whose ocean walls time cannot seem to breach You wear the terrified mask of the clown Behind that smile we all know is a frown But you hide it because your troubles are your own It’s such a shame we live together but feel so alone We are involved in a fight we can never win Live to die another day a minor victory yet again One day you are going to be defeated But no matter you had the fighting spirit You will join me on the sand As the sounds of the tide come crashing in And I will approach you with a grin Because I knew that in the end You would never win |