Rambling aboutA Poem by Jake MurphyWalking through the halls of madness, The corridors that make up my mind. Trying to find answers to the sadness, The correct code or a key of some kind. I search and easily find the door, Opening it is the trouble not the find. Hall of doors inside no room for more The one I seek is always in the forefront of my mind. What cause’s pain in one Doesn’t in another Inconsistently alone To many waves of ups and downs to bother. She fills an empty void, a need But with many voids to fill Can she live up to the vast emptiness that spills, a bleed Wish it was as easy as medicine, like taking a pill. I think of the things that make up me My needs and wants, likes and dislikes, my plan Does someone exist that can mirror what I see Can someone step up and make a stand You fill my heart with love My mind is still searching for it You make my heart flutter like wings of a dove My mind frustrated thrown into a fit. The rhyme of music beats and pounds To loudly block out the thoughts of rage The melodic waves and twisted sounds Blasting through my brain to open the cage I think faster than I can speak Write slower than I can say it Mixed thoughts with the vocals meek Words missed conveys lack of wit My appearance large and scary My heart soft as butter Only one I want to marry Is her and no one but her She looked through the beast She looked deep and saw the beauty I love her forever and want to start a nest © 2016 Jake MurphyAuthor's Note
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Added on January 29, 2016 Last Updated on January 29, 2016 Author
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