Transference

LukeCoomer

Transference

I might be about to give it all up
The fight has been long and the road has been rough
I'm not the unique poet I thought myself to be
It seems the world will be just fine with forgetting me
I know I am often one to stand against a struggle
But how can this clown put on a show when I can't even juggle
I'm getting sick and tired of sharing these creative words
When day after day they go unheard
This use to me my painkiller, the bottom of my bottle
But it's starting to feel like a bus full of children going off a cliff full throttle
I don't know why I ever felt I needed the worlds approval
But I can clearly see all my attempts have been futile
I can't give up my creative energy
Because that is a ghost that likes to haunt me
But I don't need to let everyone inside my mind
It turns out in reality most can't spare the time
So the answer in reality is painting its self clear
That when people decide they are ready for me, I won't be here!

LukeCoomer ©

  • Author: LukeCoomer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 26th, 2017 17:12
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  • LukeCoomer

    Well my real feelings bled all into this, another good solid attempt to kill the pain. But I am gonna continue to write and share don't worry .... it's who I am
    -luke-



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