Out of Hand

It’s just one of those days;

Nothing but shades of gray,

Nothing but empty aches

And desires to fade away.

I try to get that old feeling back,

But nothing will be the same.

Even I’m irrevocably changed;

A little less stable and a little less sane.

One tends to get a little unhinged

When everything’s done in vain.

Now even the simplest things

Have become a strain.

When did things become so bland?

When did living life become my shame?

When did things get out of hand?

When did I get so lame?

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

when did I get so lame. Welcome to the club. We have name tags. I've always been lame. Some of us are born lame, some achieve it over time. I think in your case its just temporary

[Commanda Panda]

I think that everyone can overcome their lameness given enough time and if they are determined to. It's like "Eureka!" and suddenly something comes through for you. But first you have to ask the universe to help you change.

[Baby Ricochet]

CP you've been such a buzz kill lately. Do your meds need adjusting? I stopped taking mine cause I couldn't cum. F**k that

[Commanda Panda]

I think somebody switched my uppers with downers today. But hey, they say the best artist are tortured souls. You know what else kills your sex drive? Alcohol. I can't get it up for s**t when I'm pickled.

[Candy M]

Oh dear, sounds like a very bad day. I can tell you're trying to share something very hard, maybe even painful, but I'm not sure it's coming through as clearly as you might want. Most of the statements feel very vague or even generic -- I'm sure I've seen very similar lines in other poems before -- try rewording so you stand out from the crowd.

[Nicole]

Really good. Very well put