Page 81 - Labyrinth--Suburban Stardust

I once had a house on waves Slabs of faded glass, stacked On the violence of water, it swayed
Jolt, jolt, jolt, my house began to crack
My house and I visited many oceans
Even so, I longed for freedom With a heart dense with devo- tion
I robbed myself of my kingdom
Five years drowned and de- tained
Finally breaking free
My true kingdom claimed With a turned eye, blind to an unknown fee
I now own a cabin
Up high in the woods Although not void of sin,
I possess a happiness I never knew I could
Stacked on slabs of rock Cocooned in a world all my own
My worry stays stashed, under lock
No cries, no screams, no harsh tones
Gazing at the stars, now heav- ing a sigh
I say spin, and the world be- haves
But why then still, do I cry For my house out on the waves?
Four years, guilt ridden
I visit my house
Here, crushing emotions are not forbidden
My heart heavy, doused
By the sea, the waves, the mist By her life, her soul, and the list:
Of my obligation I failed to complete
Of the sadness I cause in her eyes
Of the promise I did not keep Of all my excuses and lies
The depths of me pour out from within
My emotions no longer super- ficial
Gasping for air I breath in: The sweet sorrow of love, both unbalanced and unconditional
I stroke the old floorboards A question surfacing that I could no longer stall Wondering, if I had stayed Could I have fixed it all?
I once had a house on waves.
Poet: Isabel Rocha
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