Familiar Friend

[Mannella]

At an hour like this, on a morning like this,
I close my eyes and ponder, a feeling like this.
Put aside the tension and pretension.
It's all relative to other interpretations.
So I listen to a faded victory song, and sit on the floor.
Talk to my friend, wave my wand at the wall.
It's a surge of energy that flows like rain in the dark.
From my silent lips, you could almost trace a fallen hallelujah.
I'll smile to myself, and wonder how it will go.
I've been here before, way before I knew you.
This is not a feeling, or a sudden need for kneeling.
It's a subtle reminder, that if you pace on pity
it's the same as walking on the cuffs of your jeans.
And as everyone knows, when you walk on your pants
you always fall down.

[Mannella]

Anyone?

[Period Piece]

I like this, some really nice rhyming in the second and fourth lines. Pretty solid, but all I would say is that the last three lines seem to be in a different style from the rest and don't fit in as well. Good work!