Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Can't Explain
It's that yellow glow again. Same old songs ring through. Pain whirling through the room. Not one person feels settled. I treck the lonely soldier's track. Keeping wanderers off and never able to keep the worthy around. The same old stamped dirty. I'm respected but never rewarded. Admired but never fulfilled. My eyes are hard and heavy. I fall and rise in a seconds time and this mountain view just doesn't do it for me. Not anymore. It's like running in circles. Doing everything right. And nothing. I'm a fool for hoping and as empty as the half hearted whispers I send to gods I barely know. Even my poetry is lost. Like there's no step up. I don't see it going anywhere. Tabled off. This flattened path. Self righteous. Self destructive. Cursed. If I could step off the edge I would. I'd leap.
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