Endgame

there's a longin, but I don't want

to feel the pain again, resting on my soul

moving forward every day, in the endgame

promising my self

one day it will get better an' fade

into the emptiness of a yesterday

leaving me a reason, maybe, to try again

in the aftermath where only delusion was

a game on my mind

a game, lost in my mistake

but still remains in the emptiness

of a yesterday

(c) JR. 2024

Somewhere out there

as a feast finds it self in its ending
and silence takes its rightfull place
in a room lost for words

a man's resting his eyes on the now
empty chairs, trying to recollect the
image of the person that sat there

it is then a door finds its lock and key
and a room out there, somewhere, is
cast into the lonelyness of the lost
word again

(c) JR. 2018

Sometimes

sometimes
life throws at me ev'ry thing its got
sometimes
I'm not worried I've dealt with a lot

sometimes
life's just that bit too short and ties my
weary mind in a knot

and when I feel like resting my weary
bones my bothered soul is sounding its
retreat

it is when life's becomes too difficult for
me, just for a moment or two, before I blow
my lonely horn in support of its victory

sometimes
life throws at me ev'ry thing its got
sometimes
I'm not worried I've dealt with a lot
sometimes....

life's too short

(c) JR. 2018

Somewhere out there

as a feast finds it self in its ending
and a silence takes its rightfull place
in a room lost for words

a man's resting his eyes on the now
empty chairs, trying to recollect the
image of the person that sat there
 
it is then, a door finds its lock an'
key and a room somewhere, out there
is cast into the loneliness of...

the lost word again

(c) JR. 2018