Reopened Doors


Out of patience
I’m a worry to myself
Just some habits
I cannot kick

I love the lake
A progressive notion
How much is too much
To make you sick

In the naked eye
I choose life over wealth
Some pray to god
For what I had

I need saving
I’m a worry to my health
Endless supplies
Keep me sane

The wind blows fire
I’m suffering desire

Those passing judgement
Don’t see you saving the whales
Take a walk in my shoes
See how you go

Crippling anxiety
From secrets only I know
It’s never even weight
On the scales

Keep on running
To the darkest mountain
Keep me seperate
From the sword

Just one whisper
You’ve opened the darkest door
That’s the one road
I didn’t want to walk

© Leroy Wilson

About Stayne

Welcome to my page and thank you so much for stopping by. I feel honoured to share some of your precious time. These are just a collection of thoughts that have popped into my head and I have managed to store here. I am hoping that one day I will find the time and inspiration to return to these thoughts to edit and craft poems out of them...ah maybe one day.
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