Footsteps took roads
unreproved, if undesired
I need to rewind my life.
Madness comes in all
shapes and forms.
Wish I could stop the tape.
Wish I could go back.
Look at it from its highest and its lowest,
rapturous laughter and multiple voices.
Sad times. Glad lines.
Let's put our life back together.
Sad times
waves crush
footsteps disappear
into madness.
Glad lines
feet dry
life strong
once more.
I can even project a coherent 'meaning' onto this one. Someone has taken the wrong road in life, leading to mental illness or depression. In this condition or state of mind, they wish they could return to take the 'right' road, avoiding all these problems. Looking at the past more objectively, however, they see that the positive and the negative are interwoven with every path in life. In short, there is no 'right' path ('Sad times. Glad lines). With this realization, they resolve to live the life they have as fully as possible.
It all syncs so well put together. Definitely worth having as well as this a collage book of poems
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Andy N
Thu 21st Mar 2013 13:04
my favourite one of these so far, must admit. i agree with meshach it's worth having this as a collage book of poems.
look forward to volume 2 in the future too