In the Space Left Behind
In the space left behind
It’s where I hid my mind
Break through the chains its easy to see
No matter how high the wall you’ll always see me
Build me up, tear me down
It’s doesn’t matter why I don’t make a sound
You know when to talk and I’ll listen to the words
That drip from your tongue like the wind
Take me to the space left behind
The place where you first lost me
The movement the sway
The ever changing and bright day
Moving never slowing down
And I’ll sing for you if you promise to listen
Tell when I need to go
Don’t looks around its starting to go down
I’ll stand here forever if you sit right here
And I’ll be there when you can’t speak
But now it’s my turn, I’m waiting for my turn
Just let me say what I know
But as I start to speak you say the one thing I could not show
And I’ll stand here forever, waiting
Superman
It’s all the same, every time we’re down
I’ll pick myself up, knowing I’ll be thrown around
People around will stop and stare
But you know I’m waiting for the world to be fair
I’ll look to the sky and hope to see
The hero, the one, who will save me
I’m waiting for the one to pick me up
For the one who is strong to change my luck
Only in the sky are birds and planes
But never my Superman to come in to save
Sit on the concrete and people pass by
Why are the saved and my life a lie?
This is it, I’m done, I won’t hold your hand
I’ll save myself and get a new plan
I was waiting for the one to pick me up
For the one who is strong and could change my luck
Once to the sky I looked to see fame
I’m done waiting for Superman, I’ll make my own save
I’m going to be honest, i didnt let one word sink in and i didn’t interpret any of the meaning to either of these poems. but they both had nice rhythm and i guess thats all that matters in freeverse, so good job!