Ragdoll

So this is what it feels like
To have no say
To have no voice
To have no choice

Be what the masters need
Be what the masters see
Thy will be done
Thy will be done
What have I to say?
Everything from the clothes I wear
To the life I lead
Is by the masters’ say

I owe and owe and owe
A debtor by birth, I am
For what, I dare not ask
Only how much is left to pay

The only prayer left
I mumble within my soul
A wish to be all paid up
Before this life burns out

– Raziel ©2017

Chester

These tears are not for you
For you I’m happy
These tears are for my childhood
Those memories I’ve laid to rest

These tears are not for you
For you I’m happy
These tears are for what I’ve lost
Those dreams I’ve laid to rest

These tears are not for you
For you I’m happy
These tears are for what I’ll never have
Those hopes I’ve laid to rest

These tears are not for you
For you I’m happy, Chester
These tears are for me, and them
For whom the songs will never be the same

Cause though we’ve moved on
We know from where we came
Cause though the lyrics live on
The music will never be the same…

– Raziel ©2017

Bumble

I  envy those with purpose
The direction they take for granted
While I float like driftwood
They vaunt achievements mounted

With every ripple I’m lost all over
Floundering at the deep end I stay
No Northstar, no compass
Just the waves tousling me every way

For a pull, oh, even a push would do
What I wouldn’t give for just half a clue

 – Raziel ©2017

In response to The Daily Post – Bumble