Often I Choose
I choose to stay silent, i eat my words,
Often i wish to let my anger unfurl.
Often i choose not to cry alone.
I let my bruises heal themselves but,
Often i fail, perhaps I'll try again
Often i seek a friend, and i fail.
I have fought enough, now i rest along
Often I'll fall, but not for too long.
Often stories write themselves, but
I have written mine with blood and tears.
Often people lie, my parchment does not
Often words are ink, perhaps mine breathe
I miss the snow, the sand and salt, yes I do
Often they are people i loved, or i used to
Often i talk to them but they won't know me.
I choose to stay silent, i write my words.
Often they make me tear yet I barely shed one
Often i save my tears for one wise to rise.
I like it all, perhaps not for all but for me i do.
© jude
Often i wish to let my anger unfurl.
Often i choose not to cry alone.
I let my bruises heal themselves but,
Often i fail, perhaps I'll try again
Often i seek a friend, and i fail.
I have fought enough, now i rest along
Often I'll fall, but not for too long.
Often stories write themselves, but
I have written mine with blood and tears.
Often people lie, my parchment does not
Often words are ink, perhaps mine breathe
I miss the snow, the sand and salt, yes I do
Often they are people i loved, or i used to
Often i talk to them but they won't know me.
I choose to stay silent, i write my words.
Often they make me tear yet I barely shed one
Often i save my tears for one wise to rise.
I like it all, perhaps not for all but for me i do.
© jude