Anybody's But My OwnA Poem by Brette MedbHere in the land of smoke and mirrors How I wish everything was clearer Something just a little bit nearer To focus on, make sense of None of this incoherent love That confounds the senses Builds walls not just easily hopped fences. The days roll by hazy and shaded My whole world broken and jaded. No way to voice the feelings I have inside No where for me to go run and hide In the night, late in the dark I write my words to make my mark In a way I never will be able to The day of freedom numbered and few. What have I done? The choices I made All seem wrong as the assurances fade. I made my bed, now I must lie in it Even if I suffocate from my grave At least I know I was the one who put myself here All I can do is wish my life was anybodys but my own. © 2010 Brette MedbReviews
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9 Reviews Added on February 25, 2010 Last Updated on October 15, 2010 AuthorBrette MedbBOSTONAboutSo many things have changed and I'm just trying to catch my bearings. All I want is to start writing again and not lose myself to all this change. more..Writing
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