ODE TO THE INVISIBLE DRAGON SLAYER

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JOURNAL # 41

drug fueled rants
seem little like
poetry to me
rather so
fits in rhyme
tabled with
passionate apathy
(an oxymoron here
very likely!)

with minds like this
I long to see
for myself
behind those eyes
what makes
off kilter
momentarily appear
balanced
is it well read ideas
of how one should
fit into society
then the mental
walls break down
and the limping truth
crawls out
angry at the world
for slights imagined

is alright my friend
one day
in the land where no
days end or begin
we will walk together
as spirits
and your perfect soul
will then let me in

I'll see the
entire home movie
of your latest incarnation
and you will make me
fully understand
what I can't even
remotely grasp
as a reason
you push
so many away
hating
so vehemently
starting with
the reasons behind
your strangely odd
pushing of me
that my friend
( and I will always
think of you as my friend
as you started out
so beautifully that way)
is my stepping back
as you not long ago
requested
in peaceful resignation
a sharper mind
one could not
even in illness
better convey.......
sincerely
a neutral friend...........
(Sept. 18, 2011 1222am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this trying still to understand the reasons why I lost a person I thought was a friend. I suppose until we both die I'll never understand what happened. I was just shut down with vague words. I have come to grips with the loss and moved on but this poem came to me as deep down I guess I am still trying to sort it out and now I think I finally have. I'm not meant to know in this life and it likely has little to do with me and more so with that person's path so I am comfortable now to leave it at that. Deep down I think that person knows I'll always wish them well.

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