Most of us are living to forget,
running from ourselves
in an attempt to feel something
I'd fix you if I could,
make you feel I knew how
To inspire,
To love
Drown the deserts in your mind
that only exist in pain
The taste of copper,
blood stained skin
If I knew how to be anything but empty,
I wouldn't need to run
Bruising,
Sickness,
Does anyone see
how dead we can become?
True logic and wisdom in your words.
"Bruising,
Sickness,
Does anyone see
how dead we can become?"
Fear and regret can be a heavy load to carry. I agree with your wisdom. Must learn from the mistake, leave them behind and try to do better. I enjoyed the poem. Left me with something to ponder. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
"Drown the desserts in your mind"... (Deserts?)
I do see how dead we can become. Getting up at 5 in the morning, going to work, doing a job I despise, coming back home, and repeating the next day... that's definitely dead. But life is made worth living by writing... A way of running, maybe, but a necessary one. A way to visit worlds where I can say what I want, and make things more fun than they really are.
But you're right about not being able to fix anyone else. Two broken people can't fix each other... And all humans are broken.
I like the last bit of the poem especially. "If I knew how to be anything but empty, I wouldn't need to run. Bruising, sickness... Does anyone see how dead we can become?" Great flow, and great insights.
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
lol yes desert. stupid spell check. but I know what you mean and I've realized in full that I can't .. read morelol yes desert. stupid spell check. but I know what you mean and I've realized in full that I can't live that way. writing helps, you're right.but I need more I need to drive fast and escape the monotonous society, I can't breathe here. I need to travel and meet people, interesting people. I want freedom and passion, I'm so dead here and it won't be worth anything if I let myself stay and continue on with this nothingness everyone seems to become. I'm fucked up Idk
9 Years Ago
I'm an interesting person. Maybe someday we'll meet, if you're ever in Georgia. You're in Florida, r.. read moreI'm an interesting person. Maybe someday we'll meet, if you're ever in Georgia. You're in Florida, right? Just one state over. Bring a baseball bat, in case we find a big-a*s old tv in need of smashing.
lol I just noticed your comment. uhh of course. eventually I'll pass through Georgia and you bet we'.. read morelol I just noticed your comment. uhh of course. eventually I'll pass through Georgia and you bet we're gonna f**k up some tv. I don't have wifi so the service is s**t. just got your message too, and I'm excited to read the next chapter. sorry for being a s**t
9 Years Ago
It's ok, it's ok, lol. I am the king of all drama queens, and my crown is one of majestic proportion.. read moreIt's ok, it's ok, lol. I am the king of all drama queens, and my crown is one of majestic proportions that dwarfs all others in its epicness, and sucker MCs call me sire
9 Years Ago
lol stop. it's completely fine cause I'm f*****g dramatic too
True logic and wisdom in your words.
"Bruising,
Sickness,
Does anyone see
how dead we can become?"
Fear and regret can be a heavy load to carry. I agree with your wisdom. Must learn from the mistake, leave them behind and try to do better. I enjoyed the poem. Left me with something to ponder. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
All of this soon forgotten when life displays its sunny side,but this reflects perfectly those periods when life is constantly stamping on your balls.I enjoy reading your poems although I do not always comment
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
Sorry for the late response, but I wanted to thank you for your words. And I'm glad to hear you enjo.. read moreSorry for the late response, but I wanted to thank you for your words. And I'm glad to hear you enjoy my work :))
I feel people get so tied in their selves they forget the world isn't only them and yeah life happens to good people AND bad people and sometimes no one sees it coming. Dealing is a pure b***h but we do as only we can for ourselves - til we can't.
I can't take away a person's pain or self guilts but I can understand they hurt. And can care...
did that fit?
Posted 9 Years Ago
9 Years Ago
definitely fit and thank you for taking time to read my poem. I like your observation and f**k it's .. read moredefinitely fit and thank you for taking time to read my poem. I like your observation and f**k it's hard sometimes to accept the uncontrollable spiral of life. but yes, we can understand and care if nothing else.