INTO SERENITY
Christopher Stolle
no tuxedo
can hold my galactic powers
that once allowed me to circle city limits
but now those times are past
they are gone.
no aspirin
can ever relieve these thoughts I have
did I write these words
or did someone only speak them,
speak again, speak again.
no hope
can kill these fears of regret
as success is only a feeling
of possibilities of a more fulfilling life
as rejection is driven away in distress.
tomorrow will come
as those shadows that creep in your mirrors,
and the silence in your head,
will all but disappear
so young children,
spread your wings and fly.
