BACK TO THE BAY
I keep thinking about Frisco
the bay
sippin' some rassi & a line of yay
memories so far yet my heart so close
its taken over & I'm loosin' control
Behold, this image of a tree so green, of ait so clean, of a day that's like a dream
a time when all was alive
a time when I could drive
a time I wish I coulda died
though sounds of tragedy screams
through these lines of words
it was the best of times on this earth
my life was mine
not hers, not his, but Tiffany's
like the silver glem of light when she near thee
She created a monster
a typhoon of unknown regression...
until that very day she checked in
room "327"
a number never forgotten
the window over looking the world
emotions were imaginary
feeling were deranged
I am a maze
of grace
in this amazing race
I wish frisco didn't have to be so bad
I wish it was all I had
I wish I could go back
I wish we* could be,
I wish I was by the bay with Diana and some green
You just never know.
Tiffani S.
8.18.09
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