Aroma

by

Thomas Granger

Stopped to smell the roses, their stench burns my nostrils still
Reminding me of all the times I've held my breath until
I found the taste so bitter, sweet it almost made me sick
Getting by those awful thorns would likely do the trick

There isn't any other way to make me feel all right
Without the piles of little things you put here so we'll fight
So I'm making you a promise, one that I'll try hard to keep
I promisee you from now on I will try and get some sleep

If written in a riddle thoughts would twist and warp around
Leading some distinction you've forgotten that I've found
A spot wherein there's peace, with lasting joy that you can share
You keep it with you all the time, just like you're always there

Shadowed by my passed lies, endowed to know what's true
The diamond that still sparkles shades of iridescent blue
Re-closes that one chapter in my lifetime gone astray
Bringing whole new pages that I keep in pure display

An aura that surrounds me, I seem bleak but know the past
Is something best forgotten with first one and the last
So when I stop to find tomorrow has come from yesterday
I'll remember that the next day is a million years away

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