The Low LifeA Poem by Blake Q Hatfield
Scratching at my head until it bleeds
Wondering why everyone thinks I'm such a sad seed Don't wanna be this way, don't need to be this way It's just the only way for now Someone please, bring me back to life I want to live in present, in the now To feel the pull of future, see it pleasantly Instead I'm stuck looking back Trying to stare at the sun is a bit hard When a cloud hangs over your head You want to scream and shout, rage at the world But what good would it do, it never seems to change anything Put me out of this misery, this sullen state I almost feel like I need to be amongst those that feed the trees to be at peace I can't see anything that gives my soul a reason to say Everything will be alright in another day, everything will be ok Feeling like the spark is all gone As I ponder all the ways life went wrong Looking back, trapped in a loop of constant "whys" Nothing connects, nothing makes sense, nothing feels as it should I guess life can't always be a parade But it feels like things will forever remain a misery As I fail and fall every time I look to pull my gaze from the stone gray ground And let these clouds pass by and fade So that I can see the light of the sun, light of hope for a better day © 2010 Blake Q HatfieldReviews
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1 Review Added on December 27, 2010 Last Updated on December 27, 2010 AuthorBlake Q HatfieldPhiladelphia, PAAboutI began writing back in '94 and I've been in love with it ever since. Music has a big influence on how I write, and what topics I choose to write about. I like to write a clever piece every now and th.. more..Writing
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