Lately I've been thinking about a lot of things.
I've been trying to describe everything inside.
Sometimes words fail to describe things, or solve problems.
But I tried and this is what came out. . .
Barely scratches the surface of it all.
~I~
I've been trying to describe everything inside.
Sometimes words fail to describe things, or solve problems.
But I tried and this is what came out. . .
Barely scratches the surface of it all.
~I~
I am
Only a passing
Vapor
Never lasting
I am
Only a weak
Human
That none will seek
I am
A little bit of
Failure
Trying to be strong for the ones I love
I am
A side dish with
Rhythm
Moving to the notes of life's myth
I am
A reservoir of full
Sorrow
With eyes made dull
I am
Sometimes overflowing
Joy
When flower laden winds are blowing
I am
Sometimes incarnate
Pain
When all my desires make me desperate
I am
On certain days
Frayed
Raw ended nerve opened by life's devious ways
I am
Here ever steady
Constant
Rock unmoving for those who need me, ready
I am
At times on the ground
Weakness
Fallen, wicked, bound
I am
Always unto all
True
Refusing covers even when backed against a wall
I am
For you
Here
Ignoring all who leer
I am
A never ending
Struggle
Fighting always against the crowd's sin of blending
I am
Ever only
Me
I am all this and more wrapped in flesh so lowly
-finis-
You are an amazing writer. The way you word things is great. I really enjoy reading your stuff. This poem is as sad as it is beautiful and it's very sad :)
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