It's Getting Cold in ArizonaA Poem by Deadline
I feel a longing that I cannot explain.
I need someone to call dear - To hold close and to protect. A child, a lover, the shadows of the sane. I long to be with something without a name. To cherish another soul, one still filled with light, It's all I can think about tonight. My friends call me crazy, They can't see me as a lover or father. I'm just a friend, or sometimes a stranger. Is that all that I will ever be? The lump in my throat wants to scream. I want to save someone before I disappear, And every second I wait - the ending draws near. I'm dying, slowly and surely - I feel it. Though I'm a child in the eyes of my elders, I've always carried the weight of the world. It's crushing me now, but I'm too stubborn to quit. I'm failing, but I'd rather die here than ever admit... I can't admit I'm not superman, Because I am, I swear I am. I swear I am. I'm superman. Let me save someone. Please, I just... Need.. to... Save... Someone...
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Added on July 24, 2015 Last Updated on July 24, 2015 Tags: Psychology, Life, Superman, Sad, Savior, Young, Arrogant, Arrogance, Parenthood, Fatherhood, Love, Lovers, Children, Poetry AuthorDeadlineGlendale, AZAboutIt's a long story, as life tends to be. That's all you'll get about me. more..Writing
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