Falling Around Me

Everything falling apart, but time and life yields for no being.

Sit in an uncomfortable position

  For hours, just to punish yourself for what you feel.

They blame it on self pity, but its

Guilt.

Wanting so desperately to change, the past, but time stops for no one.

As I watch it all fall around me, I see a glimpse of 

Hope

The past swallows that as well.

You wake up to whats been a short life, so far wasted,

with experience that counts for nothing.

Hate

Yourself because of yourself.

Time favors no one

 and it seems that this god doesn't either.

So you continue to wait for the day you will escape the

Hell

You've created.

Reviews

[Ken Baldwin]

Took me a few reads to wrap my head around your style but I got there. Evokes many feelings with so few words. I've felt like this on many an occasion and see you have as well. I feel a kinship with you in reading these visceral words. One of the basic points, if not THE point of poetry, in my opinion.