Gravity: Circumstance Defined
Gravity...
keeps weighing me down
like an anchor
latched at my ankles
as if to make sure I drown.
Pound after pound
plows me to the ground.
Gravity...
feels like much more
than I can bare at times;
like a set of endless stairs
that I've been forced to climb.
I loathe this twisted paradigm.
Gravity...
is it's own absurd paradox:
it keeps me "safe inside my box"
while dangling the keys to the locks;
leaving me with blunt rocks.
Gravity...
only succeeds at keeping me surrounded
by staunch views of nobility;
making sure that I am grounded
while the free voices are resounded.
Gravity...
will gnash away at my judgement;
letting the crumbs weigh down my depth;
each belch holding remnants
of what there was left.
Gravity...
won't allow me to take flight.
It seeks to impose and indict;
making my ambition resemble plight.
It extinguishes my light.
Gravity...
never meant the best for me.
It covers my eyes so I can't see
which branches hang loose from my tree.
Suffice it to say: I've fallen consistently.
Gravity...
won't allow peace without unneeded risk.
It does not cease; will not desist.
It could care less if I were pissed...
.....such a selfish bitch.....
Gravity...
You won't let me be or leave me.
You don't have to care for me;
so why don't you want me to be free?
What is there left of we?
Gravity...
Do you hear me?
Am I coming through clearly?
I used to love you dearly;
but your motives are no longer near me.
I don't have to fear thee.
Gravity...
get far away from me...
further than all vision can see.
Give me joy or give me leave.
I want my reprieve.
Gravity................
........just leave me be....
Written By: Devin Joseph Metz
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