Xpression.v2

Empty Pages (2/3/06)

You still seem to float around at the most inopportune of moments
The timing is so awkward, it’s impossible I chose it
So I take the book and close it, yet it opens once again
To another empty page that’s been waiting for the end
God, I want to heal and mend and finish off this final chapter
And clear you from my head and simply silence all this chatter
Cause everything feels scattered and I’m fearing that I’ll lose it
Regress into a pattern of this skill ’til I abuse it
So I try to stay secluded and fight through what I’ve been feeling
The echoes of a book that sings songs throughout my being
There’s no use in always screaming, I still work on my composure
I try to never break while I wait for final closure
Like a soldier, in a warzone, I try to be quick thinking
Fast to make a move around the traps laid out for sinking
But still I see you blinking like the North of my own sky
I can’t help but stop and stare and I’ll always wonder why

It’s so funny how a dream can simply add to my confusion
Like the pieces of a puzzle, but there’s more to this solution
I don’t want your retribution or a sign that says you’re caring
I just want the final line to the story we’ve been sharing
And I hope you hold your light and your fortune treats you fairly
On this cold and lonely night, the thought of you is not so scary
But, everytime I’m weary, I’ll always think of you again
An extra breath inside my lungs sent with love from my old friend
And I’d hate to see it end but it’s something I desire
I loved the way it was, but this time has quenched the fire
Though, I’m not much of a writer, I will find the final sentence
If it takes away confusion then I’ll find a way to end this

Note: While this flows in my usual pattern very well, it’s actually written in a lighter beat. I’ve been listening to some Matusyahu (Jewish rapper) lately and his methods have given me some new ideas as far as flows and rhyme patterns go. The poem itself discusses the desire to end part of the past, no matter how good it may have been.

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