Sunday, June 08, 2008

Broken Dancer V - Monotone

Sitting, waiting, watching lifetime
Slip between your hands
Like sands from a broken hour glass

Sweeping up the sands of time
We often find our hidden selves
But then it’s too late to change what could’ve been helped

Home alone on a rainy day
Quietly composed
Wondering who ordered the storm

The sound of rain drops on the sill
Like moments from your life
Drip on in a dreadful monotone

Hopeless, relentless problems
Running through your mind
Suddenly your dream falls behind

Looking back to find its face
Buried in the crowd
It hides itself never to be found

Floating through society
Adrift without an oar
About to sink like a hefty stone

The slap of waves against your hull
Like moments from your life
Slosh on in a dreadful monotone

Running nowhere on a treadmill
Watching life pass by
You better say goodbye

3 comments:

noahthegreat said...

The whole thing was excellent, but the last line ripped me apart.

Awesome work!

Thanks for the comments. Sorry I've been busy and haven't commented lately. I graduate in like two weeks and whatnot.

paisley said...

Sweeping up the sands of time
We often find our hidden selves
But then it’s too late to change what could’ve been helped

i have finally found my place in all of this... i am here... and i am becoming accustomed to the fact i have to move.. up down forward back.. somewhere.. i think i am ready.. but i have yet to act....

i am sooo enjoying this series....

rch said...

Hey Noah & Paisley, thanks a lot!