wednesday june 27th......feelin outa sorts........
its funny how i can only write completely freely wen im at the tip of exploding.....i guess its when i cant take any more the words rush without help.....wen i have no where to turn the words write thems
I walk along the beach to clear my head
Let the warm water run up to my ankle
Listen to the hiss of the waves as they break and head back out
I'm alone but just in my mind
It seems the length of time it takes to get from A to B
Is just how long it takes to filter the day
I move but it's so repetitive I feel like I'm floating
I'm here but I'm not
I feel lost in reality
Answers seem far beyond existence
I'm slipping away from myself, who am I?
Who are you?
Anger comes easy now
As I feel stifled by each day
Fire burns within, I'm afraid to let it out
I'm afraid to ask myself too many questions
Sure that too will bring another burden
Sleep comes harder as nights pass
I'm loosing space to store thought
I'm loosing strength to concentrate
I've lost the desire to care
Inside I'm falling apart
My heart and mind both given up on each other
Stress they call it, depression or something like that
More like going crazy, more like gone crazy
A burning candle that filling the room
Is my only light, only if it really was mine.......
I can't even smell its aroma
So much for aromatherapy
I'm more like the wick...
Giving life to the fire as he grows taller
But giving so much I whither
And soon, soon, I'm gone
Positively? Dam, what's that?
I feel like turning around is harder than moving on
I feel heavy, worn. Used
An emotional wreck
Poetry by jay
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Written on 2007-10-02 at 21:16
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its funny how i can only write completely freely wen im at the tip of exploding.....i guess its when i cant take any more the words rush without help.....wen i have no where to turn the words write thems
Emotional wreck
I walk along the beach to clear my head
Let the warm water run up to my ankle
Listen to the hiss of the waves as they break and head back out
I'm alone but just in my mind
It seems the length of time it takes to get from A to B
Is just how long it takes to filter the day
I move but it's so repetitive I feel like I'm floating
I'm here but I'm not
I feel lost in reality
Answers seem far beyond existence
I'm slipping away from myself, who am I?
Who are you?
Anger comes easy now
As I feel stifled by each day
Fire burns within, I'm afraid to let it out
I'm afraid to ask myself too many questions
Sure that too will bring another burden
Sleep comes harder as nights pass
I'm loosing space to store thought
I'm loosing strength to concentrate
I've lost the desire to care
Inside I'm falling apart
My heart and mind both given up on each other
Stress they call it, depression or something like that
More like going crazy, more like gone crazy
A burning candle that filling the room
Is my only light, only if it really was mine.......
I can't even smell its aroma
So much for aromatherapy
I'm more like the wick...
Giving life to the fire as he grows taller
But giving so much I whither
And soon, soon, I'm gone
Positively? Dam, what's that?
I feel like turning around is harder than moving on
I feel heavy, worn. Used
An emotional wreck
Poetry by jay
Read 630 times
Written on 2007-10-02 at 21:16
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