Why are we here?

I wrote this right after i got out of the psych ward, & i was getting very pissed off.

Throw me to the curb,

You live what you learn,

But not for long.

I get back to my feet,

& it's you that i see,

Staring in the mirror.

You think you know,

You can't see past your forehead,

I try to swing again.

She holds me back because she knows i'll kill,

over the hill.

Through the seas i swim,

& every wave takes a little more,

But im an endless stone.

I read in between the lines of this book,

But i know how it ends.

Walk as long as you want in my shoes,

You can't read my mind.

Leave behind your visual fear,

Maker of the tear.

Strike the last notes & watch the audience cheer,

Can you keep it up?

Why do we try when all we have to do is lay down,

Is it the material?

Author's Note

It might not make sense, but it's basically a whole bunch of messages all in one. P.S. The picture isnt me, but i like it.

Reviews

[Carmen Garcia]

i like this. very good. :)

[Deaths Cold Kiss]

i really like this its very good

[Tears Forgotten]

it good.. very lateral in each line.....

[A Lost Man Found]

"every wave takes a little more" Favorite. Line. Ever.