Craving Everlasting RestA Poem by JasonIts funny how when you look back on some of your old writtings you see how far you have come... and Im not talking about a writting style i'm talking about the road of life.
I don’t think that I can continue to fake it
This broken and torn heart can’t take it
Thoughts of death, I just can’t shake
Images of moms and pops losing it at my wake
These emotional stakes are too high
Was always told to play the hand that was dealt
But still I am ready to fold
Mental road blocks are strong yet old
To hard to forget about the past
My engine is quickly running out of gas
Faster cars zoom past, while I’m struggling with cash,
The smart ones use EZ pass
Depression so deep that I often inhale hoping that it’s my last
I’m like a crash without the car
Caught sleeping at the wheel reflecting on back mental scars.
Will the world be a better place,
When I finally rest among the stars?
My only comfort seems to be this weed and drink
So my relief is found in the bars
Trying to write out my feelings through these poetic bars
Even then my happiness is so far
I feel like Tiger Woods with so much potential
Yet still shooting sub par.
© 2009 JasonReviews
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4 Reviews Added on January 10, 2009 AuthorJasonPhiladelphia, PAAboutIm 25 from the 2.ONE.5 (Philadelphia). One of the many shades of "black" comprise the color of my skin. No kids No woman, just really good friends. Ok the top part of my Bio was when I didn't think.. more..Writing
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