My Wish...

My Wish...

A Poem by Jason

 

I don’t know what’s real anymore

Or how to deal anymore, ’cause I can’t feel any force

I feel only remorse and that’s true

What is there left to do, when all has been ridiculed

With dreams turning to mush

There’s a fire burning for lust

And you’re not earning my trust

Enough is enough

I don’t even know who I am right now

I keep hearing it’s time for me to make a stand right now

But right now is when?

Right now is then

And then isn’t now

So tell me how I win?

In a society based off conformity

Constantly having to face off with authority

And face jail, oh well…

Life can be a living Hell

Promised so much more

But there’s only proof that I’ve failed

If I could grant one wish

It would be this

To rise from this dream undying

And dismiss

All pain from my mind

And lay pain behind

This dream out of line

This is mine

My wish

 

Everything seems faded

 

What’s real seems jaded

Seems that everything about me, I constantly hate it

Simply....

Insomnia tempts me

And negative hatred leaves me empty

But that’s me

And these are my dreams

Nothing in life is ever quite what it seems

In silence I scream

I’m caught in between

All this dirt and mud, and can’t ever stay clean

I can’t take it

My soul swears I’ll make it

But that day’s not here

And my fear is truly hatred

I’m naked

Stripped bare down to the bone

Where is my home?

Is this why I’m alone?

I’ve spent hours upon hours

Trying to release this sour

Taste in my mouth, but yet this taste is ours

From struggling and fumbling, trying to gain power

If I could grant one wish

It would be this

To rise from this dream undying

And dismiss

All pain from my mind

And lay pain behind

This dream out of line

This is mine

My wish

 

No one knows what it’s like

 

To be so wrong and so right…

At the very same time

To be so gone for a night

And can’t figure out why

To hold on for dear life

As pain always creeps behind

To lose sight of this dream?

I can’t, this dream of mine

But, we are all brothers

And we need to discover

Love in our lives and substitute no other

It makes me sick

To tolerate whining fits

You wanna know what I love?

This is it

Nothing could ever fill the empty hole in my soul

Or could turn dirt into gold like this dream that I hold

And nothing could ever make me feel so complete

It’s like my heartbeat

It’s what makes me unique

But I’m tired of these repercussions

Just read these thoughts and end of discussion

All of my ideas are for the plucking…

Maybe I’ll read them too, eh?

And end this discussion

If could grant one wish

It would be this

To rise from this dream undying

And dismiss

All pain from my mind

And lay pain behind

This dream out of line

This is mine...

My wish

© 2009 Jason


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Bud
Keep on dreaming, Brother! NEVER give up on your dreams! Dreams and hope are one and the same. Your dream is real and viable. We all have to cross the river to get to the other side. The trick is finding the shallowest part of the river. But sometimes we get in over our heads. In which case we simply have to swim a little bit. As long as there is air to breathe, there is a chance!
Another Fine and Excellent piece of poetic art! Do I hear a song here? : >)

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Bud
Keep on dreaming, Brother! NEVER give up on your dreams! Dreams and hope are one and the same. Your dream is real and viable. We all have to cross the river to get to the other side. The trick is finding the shallowest part of the river. But sometimes we get in over our heads. In which case we simply have to swim a little bit. As long as there is air to breathe, there is a chance!
Another Fine and Excellent piece of poetic art! Do I hear a song here? : >)

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Wow there is so much emotion in this poem...briliant just briliant
GREAT JOB :}

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