Maybe

 

You walked beside me and took my hand

I was to niave then to understand

You chased me down until I was caught

Then what you wanted, I knew I was not

The grass always greener in other places

Those skinnier girls with prettier faces

So deep down in my heart I hid you away

Hoping that I'd be good enough someday

I'd see you every great once in awhile

"Hey darlin!" a hug with a familiar smile

You found it easy to keep leading me on

Leaving me a fool each time you'd gone

I'm wiser now and I grew a thicker skin

And not for a second would I let you in

A boy like you destroys a girl like me

I won't be yours or anybody's "maybe".

 

©S. Austin Vincoski

 



Train

I reach somewhere beyond myself
In search of something more
I find distortion and worldliness
And all that I most abhor
A friend with mute intentions
A soulmate without a soul
So I'm waiting on the train
I've already paid the toll
Some children blessed with love
Some children cursed and cry
Myself, I was eleven years old
When that train first passed by
Ingesting a bottle of Dristan
And unconscious for three days
Slowly I began to wake up
In some very disturbing ways
If your presence won't affect them
Then your absence never will
Succomb to them or myself
To be killed or else to kill
Fascinated with those tracks
Representing a trip to peace
That's all I ever really craved
Was this insane chaos to cease
It's been such a very cold world
When you can see beyond it all
Your illusion is that your living
Then you hear that whistle call
I've seen that train many times
In the years that came and went
I've never stopped asking myself
Was it summoned or was it sent

©S. Austin Vincoski

Little Hearts

Such tiny little hearts
Lay broken on the ground
Each fell into pieces
A wind had tossed around

Such tiny little hearts
Couldn't bear such a pain
Not knowing what would come
Maybe sunshine, maybe rain

Such tiny little hearts
Each fragile in it's right
Didn't understand a nature
Should they flee or should they fight

Such tiny little hearts
Found a piece one by one
Determined as they were
A shelter had now begun

Such tiny little hearts
Once put back together
Recogenized the storms
And then learned to weather                           

©S. Austin Vincoski