Time Caught Standing Still

maybe im just weak
or too scared

leaves outside swaying
my heart sways with them

board games
lifting the burden off my chest

one mystery solved

my life
all based into one square
too normal
all to normal for me

or too many things piled up
into one
making it complicated

and maybe
stumbling through the vines
i see the sky
but not the sun

and the shadow of the grey
will embrace the openess
of the blue sky
in the shadow of the day

and my heart
thrown into a pile of dead leaves
swaying in the breeze

or words from a pen
just flowing freely
and thrown into words
jumbled up, messy
all raking through the burns
to just find a sparkle of warmth

and maybe
a heart can skip a beat