Description: Imagine that I was the Wizard of Oz. And all around me was just a simple allegory. I tried as hard as I could to fix things after Dorothea left, but to but avail. Welcome to my guilt, what I wasn't able to prevent. But then again, maybe it was better in the long run.
The Emerald City of Guilt -------------------------------------------
How can I plan to
drag another person in the fray
when I haven't even cleared up the past?
How could I ever manage to
live another day
and still run from problems that no longer last?
I know I haven't been the best
or in the least the greatest
what time has done to me
has affected you through this test
but the test has become your every step
and this pathway leads to the Emerald City.
A City filled with fraud
and scandalous plans for escape
yet none seemed more suited
than to run over your heart as mercilessly as I did.
How can I ever want to
chase down another target
knowing what I know now?
How could I patch things up
and make then as if we never met?
If there is a way, please show me how.
I know where the Yellow Brick Road goes
and I'm doubtful to stray that path once more
fearful of the menacing shadows
and the inner-wilderness which I abhor;
Tell me of a way that's quicker
another way to the answer,
a solution ending in Ruby Slippers.
A City bathed outside in gold
but inside a brilliant green.
Is me, glorious to behold
yet as envious
as oblivious to the world
as peaceful as the Sleep-inducing flowers
that await all newcomers who are
yet immune to my wrath
still willing to come in search of my wisdom
which has been tainted by my misery
and I lie awake withering
crumbling within myself, the guilty Emerald City.
I thought this was pretty good. It's pretty lyrical to say the most, no joke. The last part strayed me away though. It's possible that it lost its touch but the last line sort of struck me good. Nice write.
Submission Name: The Emerald City of Guilt
