I love words. I love putting them together to create something fun or powerful or to evoke a feeling. I have always wished I was also musically inclined because I imagine that if I were, I’d be a famous song writer. Sadly, I can’t name a single note nor hum a tune that wouldn’t hurt your ears. I still give it a go every now and then when I’m inspired by something I’ve just listened to. Music is it’s own poetry, even without words it can have huge  effect on a person’s mood.  I wrote this as part of a creative writing assignment. It wasn’t my assignment, I just thought it looked fun. Thankfully I didn’t have to turn it in. I did have fun with it. But like I said, I’m no song writer.  🙂

       What’s Goin’ On

Woke up one day and said
Hey what’s goin on?
My life is over but it hasn’t yet begun.
The years fly past
but time
has hardly moved at all.
I’m on the brink of danger,
But I’m laughing through it all

What happened to my yesterday?
I’m not ready for the next day.
Somewhere I must have gotten lost,
somewhere along the way.
I didn’t know how much it cost, didn’t know the price I’d pay.
Now it seems with every backward glance,
Tomorrow’s turning gray

Troubles knocking on my door,
So instead I look ahead,
Wait.
I’ve seen its face before.
From the gloomy coat it sheds.
I’m tired of the lonely fight, the constant drone of pain,
I’ve had enough, I’m giving up, there’s not enough to gain.

What happened to my yesterday?
I’m not ready for the next day.
Somewhere I must have gotten lost,
somewhere along the way.
I didn’t know how much it cost,
Didn’t know the price I’d pay.
Now it seems with every backward glance
Tomorrow’s turning gray.

Then in the early frozen morning,
the same old sun will shine,
Lapping up the dew drops
A master of design.
The guilty and the Innocent,
The sultry and the prude
All seem to stand against me,
With vengeful attitude.

What happened to my yesterday I’m not ready for the next day.
Somewhere I must have gotten lost,
somewhere along the way.
I didn’t know how much it cost,
Didn’t know the price I’d pay.
Now it seems with every backward glance
Tomorrow’s turning gray.
With every single backward glance
The piper wants his pay.

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