How Did I Get Here?

"feelings . . . nothing more than feelings . . ."

 

How Did I Get Here?

 

Thought that I had lots of time

To unravel dreams of mine.

Look around me now and see

There’s so little time for me.

 

Took too long to pay attention

To the dreams worth the mention

Little things I thought were silly

Now I see they mean the most.

 

What makes us think we can delay

Living life for just one day

One day when it’ll all be perfect

One day that never comes.

 

Used to be carefree and happy

No, that was never me.

Always stuck in too unhappy

Cause I didn’t get my way.  

 

Never had the circumstance,

No picture perfect world;

Waited for the perfect timing

Almost missed my chance.

 

How come no other hearts can heal me?

Why does the clock always reveal me?

The emptiness that coats my soul,

The darkness that consumes me whole.

 

How come the practiced smiles I fake

Can’t learn to overcome the ache?

When do the tears of pain I own

Release my soul and make me whole?

 

Please tell me how did I get here

Lost without my dreams

No one can tell me, I can’t hear ‘em

All I hear is screams.

 

It’s not too late

I hear them cry

You haven’t missed your chance

It’s not too late

I hear them say

It’s not too late to dance.

 

February 25^th, 2009

 

Reviews

[Brjden (Bridge-Den) Cre..]

"What makes us think we can delay
Living life for just one day
One day when it'll all be perfect
One day that never comes."

Very well said. Just like the entire piece. I'm sure sooooo many can relate to your infinite wisdom here, and you do it with great flow and perfect wordplay!

[Voice]

This is a great poem. We often live too much for tomorrow and forget to live for today. We are so focused on making dreams come true that we almost miss the chance when it is presented to us. Great write it speaks volumes I'm adding it to my read list�

Voice

[Nautili]

I like the rhythm of this poem. And i think it ended at the right place. The perfect day may never come, but amidst all the monotony and sometimes drudgery, you will find perfect moments. Enjoy them and i guess, you are dancing.