Repeated

This poem is about blind spots ..

if seeing is believing
then why can't I see your face
all I see is my own projection
repeatedly I fall from grace

again
and again
and
again..

I'm getting grounded in my own dirt
it's where i'm meant to be
the illusion
the utter confusion
the begging on my knees

the please
just help me please

no one is there you know
get up from your knees
your looking in the wrong direction
cant you f*****g see

please don't shout at me
I know I do you wrong
but if some one would just answer me
oh god
which way
and who and how
and why
and what

HA HA HA HA HA

somewhere inside of me is a space and place
no words, no voices , no scripts , no stories
just ease , just blowing in the breeze
just magical consciousness
a connection between you and me
the birds the bee's and trees

I've just forgotten how to get there
i'm stuck in the caves of insane
the inner territory
of army major
and his cunting queens!
but hey
its not the first time
so please don't shoot me for my small crime
have I not yet
done my time ?

Reviews

[Daniel DeLorez]

"your" should be "you're" in "your looking in the wrong direction"

I believe "shot" should be "shoot" in "so please don't shot me for my small crime"

There might be a few missing apostrophes, but this is a great poem. :) I love it. You're a damned good writer.

[TWISTED NIGHTMARE]

this was a good in take on our everyday life...you really capture true emotion and struggle... amazing piece

[Kyle]

I like the photo! Very appropriate....and attention getting!

[Kyle]

Why is there no appropriate photo to go along with your write/ There should be. Otherwise your write doesnt stand out. It doesnt take much either.

I actually like the rest of this. You have a nice style and the wording was well done.

[Star Wolf]

Good writing of the inner struggles we all go through, the pain, the confusion, the desire to be accepted for who we are. I really enjoyed your poem.