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Adam Mott Oct 2015
I've got a mess that's mine
Undefined and restless
Ringing out angrily
It surrounds everything
Searching for a cure
I see nothing but a window anymore

I keep looking out it, the yard overgrown and wild
I tell those outside not to wait
Keep on going, keep on up
I'll be out of here in certain time

The drain unclogged, most goes down
The big pieces were easier to clear after some pain
The little ones refuse to go down
Stuck in places hard to reach, I struggle to get by

Eventually, the light comes to aid me
Easing this restless mind
Together, we clean this house
The rest will come in time
Adam Mott Oct 2015
Chasing down the rising light
Wounded hearts and gentle souls
The feeling familiar to your childhood home
Warm little hands needing to be held
Bells ringing in time with the sway of her steps
Quiet times leading to hushed smiles
All the dreams now going away
Roads paved with memories and hope
Leatherbound books and tiny guitars
Her perfume I remember still so far removed from time and space
The smell, like coming home
A house by the lake, big and full
Eyes tired from the sea of it all
Taste so familiar it could be a memory
I'll always love, a symptom of being who I am.
Adam Mott Oct 2015
Couple peaches floating down the river
Fall leaves cool and quiet drift aimlessly
Knowing how hard it can be to see
You don't understand infinity
Such a talent to deploy
A town of snowglobes unemployed

Such things can be tasted before sunset
The moments of crisp light
Something you cannot find on the internet
Adam Mott Oct 2015
Lay me down
Upon a river of sticks
Pour out your heart
Strike the match
Watch me burn

Tie the knot
Secure the cement to my feet
Remove the blindfold
Look at me
Eyes linger, hands meet
Down I go
To the murky abyss

So you watched me, coffee in hand
Cold from neglect
Joy in my eyes
Lacking in hate
Not a disguise

For all you try
I simply cannot
Hate that which I am
Respect the memories
Loved you well
After you left
Endured certain Hell
Now I am here
And you, there

Could not ask what
Would not ask why
Complicated is my head
It's jungle overgrown
My heart once your kingdom
Now overthrown

Watch me go
Taste it fade
Dream my face
Whisper my name
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Adam Mott Oct 2015
Sometimes I like to just close my eyes and drift away
Dream that maybe tomorrow will be a better day
Hopefully the dawn will eat at all this decay
Leading to a love I could feel
One that comes from me, not someone else
Been burned, frozen out
Left to breathe in a room with no oxygen
Tired of all these trees shifting and swaying
Regardless off all my trials, I still enjoy praying
To who I do not know
Some entity that I feel loves me so
Maybe I am weak
Possibly so
Regardless I fight back the tears
I will not go
I'm here today and will be tomorrow
This life is too short to be this way
Too beautiful to live it on a shelf
Adam Mott Oct 2015
Cool stretches of imagination colour this land
I hold your picture
My hand trembles
Visualizing the way sunlight catches your eyes
I was there, you were near

Now I wonder
Under the sea in fear
With music blaring that I can no longer hear

The deal was raw
The trade was a head of false words
You sent me a bouquet of thorns
A mind full of fear

Resenting nothing but the shadows
Questioning what occurred in the darkest corners of time
Only they know
Only I can surmise

Deserving to be angry
A flame corrupted by the stream
Nothing erupts out but steam
Know I know
I ask you
Leave my dreams
More confused than mad.
Adam Mott Oct 2015
Who am I
How did I get here
At what time did I realize
That all I knew was wrong

I had no idea you felt this way
Several hundred nightmares did not foretell

Now I sit, in a new way
Everything I knew is different
Xenophobic reactions to my own existence
The future is already in play
I ask you
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