Title: Down The Aisle and Back Again (11th June 2006)
Category: Poem
Blog Entry: Why do I feel so alone all of a sudden?
Must I carry this heavy burden?
Time and time I've lifted these weights,
I've needed to walk along the aisle's of these empty flights.
Had I worked here I might have known more,
About why no one walks along these floors.
Had I been a bystander I might have picked up on some hidden truth,
About why this plane has no olds or youths.
But neither do I work or watch,
As I boldly take up no scotch.
I feel this pain as I wonder the empty aisles,
On and on they stretch, miles and miles.
All around me are empty chairs,
Where children might have once told their prayers.
Down the aisle, heads are bent,
Through tears they stand and stare,
As I am in the ground decent.
Where are heaven's angels?
Have they given me no chance to repent?
Is God so ready to give his consent,
Behind all that resent?
Please don't place me under all that cement!
My life it is not yet spent.
Cold, shivering, fear mounting,
There is this aching,
Of it I am so desperate of abandoning.
Blackness, darkness
Down in this abyss.
No light, no sun,
My life is coming undone,
Fuck people, fuck life. Fuck all the people with the guns.
You have the power in you hand,
And you destroyed my land,
Don't you understand?
Or is this all you planned?
Flicker,
Could it be the non-existent liquor?
Or is my site getting quicker.
Scratch, rumble,
It all falls on me in a tumble.
Eyes burning,
There is this desperate yearning.
Sight on the first thing there,
You stand there with no fear.
Lead me away,
Do not let me stray,
But take me away from today.
It's your choice for now,
I am but an empty shell.
One day,
When I have more say
And the clouds aren't so grey,
When I overcome my dismay,
Get over the betray,
And finally be okay.
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