Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Trapped Inside

Rain has become
a current narration of my life.

You see it's not the rain's fault!

I love rain but it squeezes you in tight!

Just a relationship based on being
too far on the inside.

Like a knife rooted deep
into soft ripe flesh
I have become the tip
of the knife.

Deeply hibernated in a madhouse
like an animal
or some kind of wildlife.

Copyright © 2013 Christopher Lynn Lane

Sunday, November 3, 2013

It's okay............

My mind is cluttered
Thoughts are spilling over
My pen is a drunk
But my words are sober

Paper wiped clean
with a dirty eraser
I'm putting down raw emotions
straight without a chaser

I'm learning me
In small
small swipes
between the blue lines
my poems are not 
always full of sunshine
but that's okay
that's what makes 
them mine

Copyright © 2013 Christopher Lynn Lane