Slipping Away

You never know if life is slipping away, or if you are throwing it away with pointed purpose.

You leave a candle burning,

All night long,

My desire to leave is yearning,

For this life is all wrong.

 

You leave the eggs on the counter,

And the casserole in the stove,

In a burned house I found her,

Her mind no longer a treasure trove.

 

I want to run away,

For this life I do hate so,

I cannot take this another day,

Yet I cannot go.

 

It makes me so sad,

To see this deterioration,

But I want to leave so bad,

For the other side of this nation.

 

You scream and yell,

And talk to people who aren't there,

You hear the sound of an imaginary bell,

And no longer cut your hair.

 

I feel like I must stay,

Despite how stressed you make me,

Maybe for another day,

How long you'll live we'll see.

 

You call me stupid,

Say I don't know anything,

If only you knew all that I did,

All the articles of me on Bing.

 

So I live a secret life,

Away from this hate and stupidity,

Before you kill me with a knife,

I'll flee to the big city.

Reviews

[AK]

Very nice poem!! The emotions are absolutely wonderful!