Poetry and Visions by ceL Layne. Come check out The Twisted Attic for original poetry, artwork, blogs, and ebooks.
Monday, November 17, 2014
Frozen
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Glide vs Fly
Pushing forward, cracked rear view
I hear u clearly and keep driving.
Alive by the will to survive I strive
to surpass those without the gas to
live a life worth living. Forever giving
but not forever forgiving. One chance
to advance past the wall I installed to
stall the thieves clawing with slim tipped
claws trying to withdraw the last drop
of compassion I keep to build upon
once my foundation shows flaws.
I no longer value the empty promises
of those I once held high until I let them
go and they tried to glide; thats not
the same as taking a leap and leaning to fly.
Im still here and its still clear they
dont want me to shine. So I brush off
my glow and rush to buff off whats mine.
those same people walk around half blind.
Trying to spell big words only I can define.
Braincells to paper, paper to voice, voice to
ears, and back again. In the end im still real
and true to who knew me from within.
With a smirk and a grin.
