FREE STYLE  POETRY

Impossible Dreams
Isolation
Life's Song
Obsession
Weird Day

WRITINGS

Life's Song 

25 - July - 2002

She watches the TV
So she doesn’t have to think
Of where her life is heading:
A down hill slide,
Closer to nothing,
To being nobody anymore.
She doesn’t want to be where she is,
But she doesn’t know how to leave
So she sits crying on the couch
In the flickering blue glow;
Pictures of lives with more harmony.

Oh, life is a song,
But she doesn’t know the tune,
Just a vague hint of the melody,
But her part seems always drown out
By other voices and the symphony.

Her boyfriend leaves her
For a girl more full of life,
And she drowns her sorrow
In new episodes each night.
Reruns fill the cycle of days
And she relives in her mind
What she always dreamed she’d be.
But her dreams were shattered early,
Mean words discouraging her each step;
She couldn’t tune them out,
So she started to believe.

Oh, life is a song,
But she doesn’t know the tune,
Just a vague hint at the melody,
But her part seems always drown out
By other voices and the symphony.

Now the couch she lays on
Allows her to abandon her fears.
A friendly voice now to encourage
What has been suppressed all these years.
And she finally starts to feel
She is strong enough to face the days,
And the challenges that lie before her;
Now she’s on her way
To discovering her part in life’s song,
A tune above the melody,
And the strength that grows within her
Helps her blend in with the harmony.

Oh, life is a song,
And she’s finally found her part,
A tune above the melody,
And the strength that grows within her
Helps her blend in with the harmony.