The Gate Of Inward

The Gate Of Inward

Just when I feel on top

Thoughts come…Impossible to stop

Then there I go again

As I claim the absence of sin

I crashed the gates of inward

Where I cage misguided words

Where I see my flaws beneath my skin

Then I’m in that place again

Begging for a painful end

Feeling the coldness of my soul

Seeing the pain of me as old

Trying to stop the vibration

Of my reckless mistake in creation

Trying to recognize

The reflection of indifferent eyes

Denying wasted last chances

Lying about lost last dances

Wanting out of inward again

Craving a gust of wind

To help me fly beyond my mind

To find another time

Outside the gate of me

In an episode of simply free

Gate of Inward-
Poetry Without Rules
© Paul H. Keeler… A Cosmic Cowboy