Robert M.Drake

Similarities
Some things never change;

like that feeling you get

when you haven’t seen someone

for some time now.

That feeling of two people

starting right where they left off.

And then, some things do change

like two people growing further apart,

but also remembering

the little things,

the little similarities that string

them back together,

as if nothing ever happened

or

as if nothing ever drifted them

apart

Moving On
The older you get

the more people disappear

and that’s how it works.

One day you are missing the company

of someone

and then the next day

you remember a little less

that they are gone.

You adapt to the change

and it doesn’t make you

a bad person to move on;

that’s life

and that’s just how people are

Art is Pain
Art is pain

and

pain is the

art

in which

we find

ourselves

Run Closer
There are some days

where I feel

like no matter where I go,

I always end up feeling the same,

because

all places are the same

in the end.

Or maybe it’s just me

and no matter where I go,

I could never

run far enough from who I am,

and I could never run far enough

from everything

that hurts

Understanding Me
I can feel you through

your lonely eyes

and I hope one day you’ll

understand

how everything that

hurt us

was everything that

made us who we are

Unlocked Cages
I found hell in my head

and heaven in other people;

they could never collide

at the same time.

And when they did

I was still burning

in the fire.

Sometimes I feel like my life

is a wild beast

trapped in an unlocked cage

and it is awfully

afraid of what lies

on the other side.

That is what hell is like;

having something

viciously brilliant inside of you,

but not believing in it enough

to set it free

Live Die Less
Life has been too repetitive.

We are none like machines

than we are people.

We forget how to

feel,

appreciate

and love.

We are caught up by the temporary;

distracted by nothing.

There is no wan among us,

but the war within ourselves.

People fear breaking the rules.

Go out there;

the air is waiting for you.

Learn to live a little.

Learn to die a lot less

Sometimes the pain is the only thing

that makes sense to the soul

and sometimes

it’s the only thing we need;

to experience

the beautiful freedom

we all deserve.

Broken Hours
Here is one simple fact

I have learned about people.

No one ever stays the same.

Some come, some go

and some never return.

Some take, some give

and some only dream.

Some want to be, while others

just are.

Some begin, some end

and some just never start at all.

Some are bright, some are dim

and some are always wishing

they were more.

It never ends.

People are like hours,

they are changing

all the time

Our memories are ghosts,

and they will always

remind us

of all the things we

no longer have