Accepting fate forsaken

Looking back to forget what has been done,

changing or not who once was.

A way to let go of yesterday to embrace today,

a kiss and a bell sounding lights so bright.

To find an older image in the mirror running water,

tears and memories forgotten at midnight.

Burning a candle dynamite my life,

exploding hearts already broken.

Dancing with the devil in a vision of hope,

tearing apart the reasons crying words spoken.

A vision of sorrow is my picture untaken,

promises made only to be broken once again.

If only I could see in me what you see than maybe,

maybe I could be a better man, maybe I could be like you.

Touch my hands and feel the freezing pain cried through my blood,

torn apart by the very life one would call a blessing.

I am cursed by the curses thought of in my dreams,

endless sorrow holding the tears back from your eyes.

I thought you were the dream of love in my life no dead,

maybe I was wrong, maybe I just pushed you away.

How can I stay here with a smile on my jaded heart,

do you see the love I hold true in your soul?

I am beyond broken reminded by the winter lights,

you touched my summer, created my fall.

I see you looking at me as I fade away from life,

why do you keep saving me from the death I desire?

Not a word spoken yet your eyes tell our story,

volumes your tears speak into the vastness of pain.

I don’t have resolutions to make or promises to break,

I only have me to offer, but nobody to accept.













Johnny Newell