![]() ThoughtsA Poem by Frank Purcell![]() My first non-rhyming poem.![]()
Lying on my bed, i can stare at the ceiling for hours
The mixture of cream and white paint, like my mixed emotions Sounds all around me, but none can pierce my isolated bubble Im zoned out, in thought, just thinking life through. Im dedicated, i know that, my determination always make me persevere and come out almost the best but im not the best, i just never give up I get knocked down, by life, a dead body on the floor has sometimes been livelier than me. But.. I get up. i never stay down. I get through life, working for each hard-earned breath I appreciate all around me, especially The light breeze that cools me, or The sunlight, on my shoulders, which warms me up I never take anything for granted, I always Know how important each little seperate thing is Like a chain reaction I do something good, three good things happen to me I do something bad, bad things happen to people around me They all put weight on my shoulders though, it pushes me to the ground But i get up. I never stay down. I never get opportunities, I make my own, but after making my own, people regret not giving me the chance Because I did it all myself, i don't owe anyone s**t. They cant hold it against me. Im proud, of who i am; the way i've turned out. Thanks to my life's journey, and my dad's loving hand, and mistakes. Im not the best, but im far from bad, i am who I am and many people say im perfect the way i am the way i've turned out but here i am... im still alone. © 2011 Frank PurcellFeatured Review
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2 Reviews Added on September 25, 2011 Last Updated on September 25, 2011 Author![]() Frank PurcellJohannesburg, Gauteng, South AfricaAboutBeen writing poems since i was 12. They have been my best and most consistent friend. http://www.facebook.com/frank.tj.purcell more..Writing
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