Here I am
With drink in hand
And here is where I will stay
Fumes flog my brain
Till it drives me insane
And it will
Until the next day
Say! Don't you take my crutch away
Say! Don't you take my crutch away
My face stinks
Of too many drinks
And it is said
That life must go on
But is this it
I don't seem to fit
Just have to wait till the next dawn
Say! You really threw my mind away
Say! You really threw my mind away
I feel so old
My soul I have sold
So young but yet I'm so gray
For what it's worth
I dislike mother earth
I just seem to get in her way
Say! Don't you wish you could put me away
Say! Don't you wish you could put me away
Can't go no more
My body so sore
Give anything if I could get straight
No sense in trying
I'll just end up crying
So this must be my fate
Say! You've finally taken all hope away
Say! You've finally taken all hope away
So, here I am
Yes liking it you've got something, it's like when i write songs, not everyone has the number one spot,as one's you've done before.But we progress and before you know it your always then topping your followers with something that will always ring true in there hearts.
ReplyDeleteYou know Jay sometimes it's all right there and other's it's like beating a brick wall.
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ReplyDeleteI'm glad your feeling me Rohit.
DeleteLove it.Mental pain,I have felt this way before.
ReplyDeleteThere's nothing. Like the pain of emotional torture. For even though the mind & body are one, the head/heart is another story. Try, try as you might a battle between the two is never won, and rarely will one wave the white flag.
ReplyDeleteIs it like having a hole in your life? The void that you think death will fill is something you seem to hang on to quite hard. Is the thought of "getting straight" scary to you, or is it something you think is unreachable? Just wondering. Sometimes our poetry says more than our actual written thoughts could convey; and other times poetry is the only way to convey...
ReplyDeleteOK, Well the void is never filled, only sated. The thing is I know the void, like the back of my hand. Only thing is I don't know what's more ffrightening, not knowing what/ how to fill it, or understanding it and the fact that the newly gained insight it has taken to be able to "get it" is too much. I guess what I'm rambling on about is make sure that when you go.in search of answers, make sure you really want tld know them. I have had a plethora of money, I have been homeless. I have been so depressed I've thought death was the only answer, I have been shown things I cannot explain. I have loved, I have hated. I have been lost in silence, I have found my voice. I have been beautiful on the outside, I am beautiful on the inside. The thing I have trouble grasping is the stupidity and closed -mindedness of small minded ppl. There are plenty of things in life that we will never know the answers too. Im not sure now where I'm going with this now!!!! SHIT BRIT! I'll be coming back to this.
ReplyDeleteHi Faith. You have really done a nice job expressing feeling and emotion in this poem. It is very good. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI'm very sorry, I just saw your feedback... I love feedback, inspiring. Thanks for reading.
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