Icarus

Oh, the freedom

flying far above the world

that tries to pull you down

so detached from all the worries

everything that used to matter

falls away when that wind blows

in from underneath

and elevates you

beyond the simple things

when you’re standing at the center

of the universe

and all that was and is and ever will be

stretches out before you

almost bowing in your presence

when you can do no wrong.

But oh, the pain

when you repeat the sins of Icarus

and the wings fall off

and you go crashing

down into the waiting arms

of an earth that has no caring

for the high so soon abandoned

to reality

Sir Knight

Set thy weapon down, sir knight

there’s nothing here to slay

no sweeping damsels off their feet

in a war of hearts and minds

that plate must weigh so heavy

on shoulders sagging beneath burdens

that were never yours to carry

better left to those around you

that may learn to share the load

no need to rush so quick to battle

let proverbial horses lie

just take a hand and stand beside

you don’t have to lead the way

Those Words

Those words keep growing

in the back of my throat

choking off the airway

and pushing my tongue into my teeth

so difficult to force out

after all the times I’ve come to regret

letting them out

so burned, so scarred

by the mistake of believing them

time after time and now here I am

having to hold them back again

to stamp them down

lest they burst forth

like the spark that sets a wildfire

burning out of control

so sick of turning into ashes

having to dig to find the pieces

to reassemble yet again

I don’t think I have it in me

to rebuild myself again

and every time I’ve ever been

sure of anything in my life

I’ve learned the hard way

to never be sure of anything again

So don’t hold your breath

waiting for me to speak first

I’ll need a better signal

something to inspire

even a modicum of trust

in what I see and feel this time around