MY WORDS (ONE LAST POEM FOR NOW)

MY WORDS (ONE LAST POEM FOR NOW)

May my words live well past I’m gone,

For they are the breadth of me alone,

They are the thoughts of a soul that screams,

They are the acts that play out in my dreams,

They are the facts of my life,

Often depicting my struggles and strife,

They are words of what love is about,

Many times they describe the people I couldn’t live without,

They are stories of fantasy and fiction,

They are ideas of my world’s perfect depiction,

They are the nightmares that haunt my head at night,

And they are of loves that seemed to always take flight,

Sometimes I write with a certain mystery,

And there are times I go back in history,

They are hymns of my faith and all that I believe,

And once too many the are the horrors of my disease,

Struggles and defining moments I’ve lived through,

I write to ease my mind but mostly I write for you,

I write so that you may see a life from another view,

I pour my soul into these words so that you may see me true,

Again, may my words live well past I’m gone,

For they are the breadth of me alone…

-brad