Jump into the pond
What's on the other side
Are you a time traveler
Going into the past
Or maybe to rush into the future
Take a leap of faith
Exploring the other side
What if there's a fog
Danced over by the mist
Go beyond what you see
Like the pond with a mirror of calmness
On the water so still
Jump into the pond
What's on the other side
Dive into the deep end
Step into the unknown...
Michael VanDyke C@ 2025
Can you ever go home
As of the times before
Seeing that old white door
Can you ever go home
Or is it of never no more
My memories can take me there
It also lets me leave
I see the long driveway
The little house
Just sitting up there
Saying come on in
The mailbox by the highway
As it always was
Would the little dog named Skippy meet me
Maybe our old dog Jeff
I see the old shed
With its paint weathered off the outer walls
A few old cars
Parked here and there
The garden as big as it ever was
The smokehouse off to the corner
These are the good memories I see
I could go home just for these
The family, life
Of old times had
Are but of memories
That I'd never want to see
The memories I can shut down if I please
Our home was a house
Nothing more, nothing less
I hear the yelling, the screams
Now I shut my memories of yesterday
No, I can't go back home
I will divide the memories
Ones to keep
Ones to share
Ones to own
Ones to care
I walk away looking back
The white door getting smaller and smaller
That's my memories being buried deep....
Michael VanDyke C@ 2025
I've seen the battle of evermore
It came from the walls and floor
I kept thinking I don't want to see or hear this anymore
I was fogged I was confused
Days were long of nightmares of home
Staying away was easy, because of the peace I felt
Like a war, do you go to the fight or pull back to safety
To get away from it all
The nightmares of reality
I pushed it down, so far down that it couldn't control me anymore
I've seen things that most adults couldn't handle or want to see
Never talk of it, just push it away or push it deeper into my soul
It was to the point I had to forgive; I had to let go
Release me from hell, my life I wanted back
It's not the blood that bleeds, it's the memories that flow
Do you put them in a barrel to burn, let the ashes blow away
It's better than what I had, no way could I carry that today...
Michael VanDyke @C 2025
