Such musical notes
Fall upon my thoughts
Each day,
It's the only happiest thing;
I disappear
Into the limelight
Then the curtain comes into place
I read the sheet music
I sort it all
As the...
I don't mean to feel this way,
But if I were dead, I would be free
I wish I can be free
But as long
As he is alive,
I will never be free
That's why I work
Dead end jobs
To try and get away from him...
But I can't
I feel like my luck
Is running out,
Goodbye my sweet blanket
When all you can do is scream...
I want a divorce
These walls scream
But nobody wants to...
And drown my sorrows
For do you think life is nauseating?
Do you think I'm insane?
For human bodies soil into one
I linger in the dreams of you
Two introverts, two tides, two loves.
I give up
I'm tired of being in a toxic
Work environment
I'm tired of being in a
Toxic world
I give up
I don't want to appear kind,
Weak, or pushed over
I want to disappear
Please save me
Is there any way I can get out of
That interview?
I don't want to go.
I think I'm ready to run away
Now that my bill is paid off,
I am free to leave, I feel
But where am I going to go with no
Money?
I don't want to be homeless,
But there has to be a way for me
To get out of Reno
I wish I can
Walk out the door and never look back
Will you help me escape?
I am meant to be alone
Or be around other empaths
All I need is one last
Chance...
I won't fail this one
I will hold on to this chance forever
I just need one more chance,
A chance to get out of here.
- Author: Soul Baby (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 1st, 2023 16:49
- Comment from author about the poem: I already hear the dramatic music in the background...isn't this lovely? I love that my feelings, emotions, and thoughts are all over the place. I feel as if my words fly to unknown destinations. Here is another reckless lament...one that I will truly treasure and love forever. For we as poets can be very dramatic writers. I think sometimes our deep thinking scares people. So here's to the poets who feel dramatic things. Sometimes scary, sometimes overwhelming, sometimes fragile. I am so happy to share my poetry with such a great community. For writing poetry is great therapy for me. I really hope you feel the same. Thanks.
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