COMPOSE, By Ryan Guiley July 26, 2015
COMPOSE
I could write the finest love song,
It helps me get past the days, which are long,
I could write the daintiest lines,
But it doesn’t show me that you are fine.
Listening to the commands and not being free,
It makes the waters mucky and dark in the sea,
I could compose a brilliant verse,
My love will stay true, as you are always first.
I’m going back to the drawing board,
So I can rescue you without my sword,
I could put together the greatest rhyme,
The adventure calls, as I will begin to climb.
I will be able to trace you from your soul,
Soon you can breathe, with breathing holes,
My breath waits to hear your voice,
To give you a kiss and lift you up like a hoist.
I could carve the best wooden block,
I’m coming to break you out of the locks,
I could inscribe a first class letter,
That I know will make you feel a whole lot better.
Not living a normal daily life is not fair,
Makes me angry as my heart starts to tear,
Living with psychosis isn’t pleasant,
Neither is being captured which you are present.
How could they duplicate our family personnel?
It’s so obvious for me, but others can’t tell,
I could draw a paramount picture,
Without you, it doesn’t make my life richer.
I wonder if you know what I’ve done so far,
I’m getting back up, ready to smash some jars,
So that you will come back to me as you wrote,
Finally, you will be able to get my elite notes.