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Marching Alone Into the Future

Poetry is turning out to be a very cathartic medium, I should do this more often.

Set the Mood

No matter what, I keep sailing onward. Life, love, happiness, they're just over the horizon.

No matter what, I keep sailing onward. Life, love, happiness, they're just over the horizon.

Staring at my own reflection,

I'm looking back at me.

An infinite line of mirrors,

And eyes burning to be free.


Surrounded by a world of madness,

I'm lost in my own eyes.

No respite from the pools of blood,

That on the ground now dry.


Twisted lies of my own fate,

There is nothing set in stone.

Falsehoods told to me by me,

But only when I'm alone.


Memories haunt me here in silence,

I tear myself apart.

Regret does sow its inward violence,

But love will mend my heart.


I'm now here in my Spring of youth,

No need to dwell on the past.

Chase the sun over the horizon,

Let passion erupt with a blast.


The raindrops of sadness may sometimes fall,

On this journey into tomorrow.

But now shall soon be yesterday,

And that's where I leave my sorrow.


Pitter patter onto life's roof,

Won't let it turn to a gale.

Find rays of hope through dark clouds,

Use winds of conflict to set sail.


Look to the skies for my sunlight,

The darkness shall wash away.

I need no fairies nor happily ever afters,

When friendship guides my way.


So on I march with fervor by my side,

Majestic my love through every battle.

Get up and back on my fighting horse,

I'm a warrior in my own saddle.


Childhood is long, dead, and gone,

But my spirit is alight with fire.

Won't you come on my journey with me,

And fulfill our every desire?

Life Is Rough, but Buck Up!

It's been a while since I wrote my last poem, but I figured it was time to shake off the cobwebs. What better a way to do so than with Brenda Arledge's wonderful word prompts?

While writing this I was thinking of many of the things I've faced in life, the lessons I've learned about who you can and cannot depend on, and all the harsh realities you come to learn as you grow. If only we could love ourselves, love one another, then perhaps we could all have it easier. That isn't how life goes, though, is it?

If you ever need a helping hand, a shoulder to cry on, or even just a listening ear, I'm here to provide. Should you wish to stand in the way of progress, to turn our smiles into frowns, well, prepare to get steamrolled by our love!

Thanks for reading!

© 2021 Kyler J Falk

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