Tag: Poetry

Flood

Rain hammers away the sorrow

but will not rinses my soul clean

of the damage that’s been done

by all the words I didn’t mean.

The water rises over the walls

that I build to keep you out

and now they crumble and leak

and no one can hear me shout.

This flood that I created

is the product of your tears

which flow freely now

but have been held back for years.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Illusion

All this time I thought I was stuck

in this little town

with these little people

collecting centuries of muck.

But as my ever deepening solitude grows,

I realize this little town

is not the prison

and everything I knew I do not know.

And all this time, I have been stuck

not in a little town,

but in the illusion of me

 pretending to give a fuck.

© AUtumn Siders 2016

Spring Water

I put the sugar in the jug

and wonder if it cares

that the label I have chosen

is so far from the truth.

But that matters not really

since sugar cannot care

that it now resides

in an empty water jug,

but people care

and people have feelings

so obviously people

are different from sugar.

Society does not take note

that there are differences indeed

since they still place labels

that are sure to mislead.

There are so many labels

a person is made to bear,

but on the inside is sweetness

if we’d only look and not stare.

© Autumn Siders 2016

#tbt

I never knew that was how you felt

and I don’t understand how

since our opportunities were equal

yet we are not the same now.

Whatever you thought was happening

is not at all how it went down

an the victim that you always play

is that little boy who makes you drown.

If only I could see the world

in the tattered way you do

then I might understand the way you are

and why you do the things you do.

© Autumn Siders 2016