TEARS ON THE KEYBOARD

SORROWS AND SOLOS

SORROWS AND SOLOS

TEARS ON THE KEYBOARD
So vehemently opposing
Are the weary air upholding
Scenes and acts unfolding
With eyes tears scaffolding
Tis a dungeon life
Pains and insanity hive
The young barely alive
With stories lacking life!

There I sit, in front of my Keyboard

Wallowing, shadowing, mirroring a sandbox
Could have thought of life in a box
For there shall there be no more pox
Damn the consequences
Solo is out of sequence!
Shallow mindedly influenced
By natures truth of lifes innocence

Tears fill my eyes

Sorrows I know not where to hide
Lifes innocence, a lie
Live by crook or like fly die!
Should I accept defeat

And call it quit?

Should I beat my chest and say Im beat?
Short life, full of thorns and heat

If I should change one thing

If I could be something in a tin
If I should choose between beans and tea
But alas! Its all about destin
In the end, one can borrow
From intrinsic hollows
That with sorrows
Come solos.