A weird poem about never getting to close to others, yet exposing them to my pain |
-Touch and Go- by Keaton Foster Run Never stop Keep moving Touch and go If you must If your hand is forced Do what you can What you deem worthy Show some love Lend them all some hope Then as they change As they begin to believe In you and your lies Pour out the darkness Make it rain madness Use your twisted mind A gift sublime Curse every God Not the ones of creation But the ones of damnation Lend no kindness Institute only true sadness Speak upon your own behalf Hold nothing back Bleed upon the page Let them feel your rage Expose them to raw emotion Leave nothing to speculation Press as hard as you must Fight the very thing That makes you A beautifully flawed specimen Crush every dream With the reality of life Make them all see Make them all feel When they fall to their knees Be sure to scream Understand Then Further fight to explain Use your words As absurd weapons Spare not one of them Because they have never Given you a reason to Touch and go Do not stop for a second Never cease to persist Through the words That live inside your chest Fill the blank page With every form of rage Only when death claims you Will you be adequately freed Leave everything behind For those who will remain Touch and go Never stay in one place long Do not tie your hands with love Do not bind your mind with hope Do not hang yourself with what if Because for you Life is and will always be About what could have been Not about what will be Because what will be is nothing That you have ever Been able to believe... Touch and Go Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2013 |