Think Out - Loud

Why is it so difficult to think tonight,

Why can't I sit still . . .

I'm not exactly sure if I'm alright,

Everything is a drill . . .

God, I feel like hell this evening,

I'm swimming through confusion . . .

So why am I still believing,

In such an outrageous delusion . . .

The radio's playing,

That's the last thing I need . . .

A sad song saying,

"It's o.k to bleed" . . .

You know,

I think I heard the phone ring . . .

But your number lacked to show,

I'm not sure why I expected anything . . .

For a moment I'm distracted,

Listening to the buzzing air . . .

It's baffling how I've reacted,

To "their" stare . . .

It's like they see right through me,

Straight past the lies . . .

It's like they've always known me,

Right down to the silent cries . . .

Reviews

[Lalli]

i'm trying to understand what this poem is truley about has the person speaking so upset, what happened?.. Its apparent there was an arguement of some sort, and its felt the reaction may have been out of line. its a good poem, "its ok to bleed" let it out.. bleed it through the pen to the paper, I like this one, but i think there could be a bit more clarification on whats actually going on.

much love n' respect

-lalli