bearings...

one of those days and you wake up in someone elses life...

step out the door

the world greets

and nothing seems the same

the car i jump into

seems like someone else's

the job i do

the food i eat

someone else's

i picked up my guitar

played the songs

i've played a hundred times

tuned to another's voice

and i feel out of place

like awakening from someone else's dream

the smell of the air

the taste on my tongue

nothing is clear

i wait and pray

for nightfall

to sleep in that strange bed

and hopefully

wake up to my own life again...

Reviews

[Nancy S.]

like riding the tilt a whirl and then trying to walk straight when you exit the ride, impossible at first, though you've done it a million times... feeling out of place, without gravity, without grounding... sends us all seeking familiarity in the hopes of recovering balance. a great depiction, sir.

[RTB]

it gives ur life an unreality to it u feel out of place somewhere ur forcing urself to be good write

[Amber Betty Marie Child..]

been there, a poem written in a captivating way, so been there again i guess

[Ed Hart]

now i know what the opposite of deja vu is

[Ruth]

Ahh yes, those days are the worst lol
This is excellent!
Concise and has an impact love:) A day in the life of the person they thought they were but no chords resonate, whats wrong? Who knows?!
Great poem
Love it!
xx