Poems from AlexB
This fire of the mind
Is so bright that it can blind
For what is a Legacy, but a challenge? An idea? A cry?
It is nothing and everything...
A silver cascade
Slowly begins to fade
Turning to nothing but a thought
Which leaves me distraught
That silver cascade
It's meaning...
And so I'm crying in my sleep
Can't do anything but weep
I just don't know why
I always seem to cry
I wake up with a wet face
And on the...
I am me
But not me
I wear the mask of joy
However that mask is also a decoy
Below of anger is the mask
But I hope you will not ask
What is...
A glorious tempest is among us
But no need for a fuss
The fire and ice of rage
Will take us from our cage