It’s just two minutes to midnight
This old house it ain’t feeling right
Just two minutes to midnight.
She’s broken down and falling apart
She’s bleeding out, there goes her heart
At just two minutes to midnight.
The clock it’s a ticking, can’t slow it back down
The fastest two minutes that ever were around
Just two, baby, two minutes left.
Her caps are melting, the systems are failing
Some folks wailing, others go on railing
Don’t mater, it’s just two minutes to the end.
In just two minutes, she’ll be set back free
But that will be the end, the end to you and me.
Just two minutes, two minutes to midnight.
He’s just a big baby
Totally out of control
Whiny, crying baby
Frowning: “But look at the toll…!”
“I’ve suffered so much”
He barks, again and again
“I can’t wait to be confirmed”
To begin my lifelong rein.
No composure, no grace
Good lord is this our man?
He lies and doesn’t answer
Tucks his head back in the sand.
I won’t hold my breath
Because it’s still a white frat boy’s world
They will sign it in their blood
Despite his black soul being unfurled.
Let me back in
How do I get back in
He is on one knee
Holding her hand
I don’t know she says
The door is stuck shut
It melded there
From the heat of my despair
From the warmth of one million tears
He knows now the harm
That he has pressed into her soul
The pain that has sealed the door shut
The violence he did not mean to harm her
And he throws himself against the door
Again and again
He pounds on the stuck iron
That protects her heart
That keeps her safe
And he eventually realizes
He realizes that he created it
The immovable door
The heavy protection around her heart
And now he must search
For a key to unhinge the lock, to swing open the door.
Or he must find his way back
Spend his lifetime slowly picking away
At the door with a heartfelt love
Until the metal wears thin
As thin as a veil
And the veil is swept away
The lovers meet again
Bound by the heart
Strengthened by the healing
Held together as one.
Last night I cried
A river of tears streaming out
This I not why I signed up for
My stance would not redoubt.
I didn’t ask for war and hate
Ignorance, violence, and fear
I didn’t think I would face this place
Horror and pain, year after year.
I tell myself, I am not depressed
Just sick and tired of it all
I am not unwell
Just suffering from the fall.
Each little stream
Running down the lines of my face
Create a larger river
Running into that familiar place.
Crying me a deep dark river
Running out of tears
Crying me a deep dark river
Over days and into years.
I dreamed about you last night
And for those moments
Or was it hours…?
I was hopeful, happy
Everything was good and right.
And then I woke up
Rain pounding on the cold tin roof
Wind screeching in my ears
And the tears came back
What to do now?
How to get back to that
The feeling of good and right
To let go of what’s holding me here
To walk closer to, into
The dreams of last night.
I don’t want
this time to slip by
While you posture and postulate.
I don’t want
to feel this way
Full of anger, and full of hate.
And there you are
Saying women delay telling
And therefore it must be a lie.
I don’t want to tell my story
‘Cause you don’t believe hers
Far too often, all I did was cry.
I am done, I won’t cry anymore
Out of fear and out of agony
I will cry out the anger, again.
The world don’t need
Your same old thing
Spewing out, like a never ending rain.
I don’t want to remind you
What you say matters
There will be consequences
I don’t want to divide us
Yet, too much suffering
It’s building dividing fences.
I gaze at her online pictures
A long time ago, we were friends
We ran together, she was a twin
She was a joy to be around, so much fun and so sweet.
In this picture, she looks like her mom, her profile is so stunning
In the next one, she looks like her dad, with the strong jaw and large smile
And in the last one, her daughter looks just like her twin sister at that age.
All I can do is lurk
For she won’t have me
I requested her to be my friend again
And why would she want me,
When I wrote all of the wrong things to her
So very long ago.
We had the same coach
I know he hurt us both
And it’s not just what he did then
It’s the fact that his actions somehow separated us forever.
She is still beautiful
I hope she is happy
All I can do is gaze
And dream that we are friends again.