Clocks slow to a crawl time creeps it's deceit
Some days lack ambition no spring in my seat
Pounding heart sure to cave won't endure it's fatigued
Need mighty endowment strength stability proceed
This pen hits the paper racing heart slowly calms
I believe in my words the sweat dries from my palms
Trembling hands quieten be sturdy as steel
I take a deep breath... Now to enjoy how I feel
Shane Aaron
Dec 7 2013
comfortably nestled in between two rocks
above the stillness overlooking the small village
flattened black tar rooftops
steep cobblestone paved streets
winding around the southern tip of the mountain
a bicycle ride away
too far to touch the bitter memories
my gaze is locked into a numbing trance
time stands still
12:49 AM 7/6/2013 ©
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