Echoes
KBaxter74
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I know it's a bit long but, I really like this one(humbly speaking)
Echoes
The echoes in his head,
Turn into pictures on the wall,
And instead of feeling everything,
He wants to feel nothing at all,
He cannot stand the silence,
That comes to him at night,
He prays for peaceful memories
that he will never have to fight,
He thinks he hears her voice,
When it’s just the laughing wind,
His heart has grown too heavy,
for his forever sagging skin,
When he is lonely in the dark,
His hand reaches for the phone,
Pride clouds up the way,
Instead he ends up all alone,
Pleasure seems short-lived,
He has this hole so deep inside,
It’s where every emotion vanishes,
Still the safest place to hide,
Everything would happen magically,
He would forget her in a flash,
But, this fire lasts forever,
Like a winter flame’s ash,
His eyes have glazed over,
No way to see reality clear,
Never sees anything worthwhile,
Looking at the reflection in the mirror,
He has made enough mistakes,
Now he has all of these regrets,
Some of them will fade in time,
Most he will never forget,
He looks at all of the other faces,
All he sees are smiles,
He will be happy sometime,
Just going to take a little while,
Each ghost from the distant past,
Is baggage weighing him down,
For he still has not escaped
the one dragging him around,
He has tried to cry one thousand times,
No more tears remain,
Each day he sits by himself,
He becomes a bit more insane,
He wishes he could live
without a care in his head,
Still, he cannot help this feeling
he has already met the one to wed,
The emptiness he feels is like
an owl’s hollow night song,
As the days keep getting shorter,
Only his nights feel so long,
He knows that he will make it
and the pain will not make him fall,
Still, the echoes in his head,
Turn into footsteps in the hall.
Echoes
The echoes in his head,
Turn into pictures on the wall,
And instead of feeling everything,
He wants to feel nothing at all,
He cannot stand the silence,
That comes to him at night,
He prays for peaceful memories
that he will never have to fight,
He thinks he hears her voice,
When it’s just the laughing wind,
His heart has grown too heavy,
for his forever sagging skin,
When he is lonely in the dark,
His hand reaches for the phone,
Pride clouds up the way,
Instead he ends up all alone,
Pleasure seems short-lived,
He has this hole so deep inside,
It’s where every emotion vanishes,
Still the safest place to hide,
Everything would happen magically,
He would forget her in a flash,
But, this fire lasts forever,
Like a winter flame’s ash,
His eyes have glazed over,
No way to see reality clear,
Never sees anything worthwhile,
Looking at the reflection in the mirror,
He has made enough mistakes,
Now he has all of these regrets,
Some of them will fade in time,
Most he will never forget,
He looks at all of the other faces,
All he sees are smiles,
He will be happy sometime,
Just going to take a little while,
Each ghost from the distant past,
Is baggage weighing him down,
For he still has not escaped
the one dragging him around,
He has tried to cry one thousand times,
No more tears remain,
Each day he sits by himself,
He becomes a bit more insane,
He wishes he could live
without a care in his head,
Still, he cannot help this feeling
he has already met the one to wed,
The emptiness he feels is like
an owl’s hollow night song,
As the days keep getting shorter,
Only his nights feel so long,
He knows that he will make it
and the pain will not make him fall,
Still, the echoes in his head,
Turn into footsteps in the hall.
Cannot stop the thought, running in the dark, coming up a which way sign, all good truants must decide.
-Immortality
-Immortality
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loved the feeling in the poem KBaxter74
and this is coming from someone that is haunted by echoes...