Lost again
Not sure what I've done
Wrong
Wondering
If I should just give in
Dizzying reality
Unable to
Stand on my own
Surrendering
Can't keep track of myself
Or won't
I thought I survived the bottom
But it turns out
There were more nails to be driven
Down into this head I call mine
Please release me
As more pile up
Turns out digging out just made it deeper
I just want to live
I just want to live
Problems look like feathers
Feel like lead to me
As they drift into my back
Another and another
As I temporarily pacify
With whatever I can
I have no money
I have no time
For more permanent solutions
Solve the puzzle
With these scattered pieces
Bit by little bit
Worn away
Weathered this storm for so long
Sometimes I can't see the rain anymore
Because it's so normal
Ever present
Feather shaped stones
Fill my backpack
And yet more keep showing
I don't know how to take them away
And when I manage to
They multiply
I try to tell people
Try to explain
But they still look like feathers
They're only feathers...
- Author: PaperFlowerFields ( Offline)
- Published: November 4th, 2024 16:01
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 5
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.