Attempt

by

Thomas Granger

Questions lost in outer space, the depths of which they come
Pouring out in essence what was somewhere to be from
The iridescent colours make the light rays seem to bend
I cannot read the stars but hear the message that they send

Try to find the prefix here, to make the word sound right
An unpronounced vowel, perhaps a style of juncture, slight
A more-so feel of promise I can only give to few
Connected, while the thoughts concur and make the suffix true

Dreaming that there is a force binding everyone
Coming from the simple words, proclaiming I'm the son
Of my born to calling I've heard screaming for so long
Screaming out the last two words, that don't seem to belong

Directed by my feelings, which apparently don't count
To anyone who matters to me any small amount
So I leave them all discarded in their piles of rotting dust
and stay with my emotions, at-least the true ones that I trust

They tell me to be careful of the end of what I say
Though it happens here so often, it's still not everyday
That my mind is in the message and my heart is held above
I hope that in my last attempt to show you a real Love

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Why don't you look at Always Believed
by: Susie's Zoo
from: Ellinwood, KS, US

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