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Broken and discarded
Like a child’s toy
I’ve been broken hearted
Spun around, destroyed

Picking up the pieces
In the carpet on the ground
Looking for some answers
In the lost and found

I’ve searched high,
I’ve searches low
I’ve been pulled into the undertow
Have to breathe and just let go
It’s all simply out of my control
There’s something that’s inside me
Everywhere I go
It tries to disregard me
It tries to run the show

I opened up a can of worms
But that’s not any of your concern
If nothing else at least I’ve learned
Build it up to watch it burn

I did not win the contest
I did not win the fight
Losing became a habit
I wasn’t all that bright

I chased and chased to no avail
I tried and tried but always failed
I fell and fell time and time again
But I never ever got derailed

I stood up to my opponents
I had fortitude and drive
I gathered information
On what it’s like to thrive

I changed the stars above me
To better suit my needs
I became a man I’m proud of
Agree to disagree
I’m surrounded by stories that I haven’t yet read
stories of my childhood that I was read to in bed

Read to in bed,
Read to in bed

The pictures
The pages
Something to be said

The dragons and demons
All needing to be fed
The last final pages
Always leads to “The End”
I need something beautiful  beautiful and free
I need something beautiful That only I can see
I need something beautiful
That wants to be with me
I need something beautiful
Something that won’t flee

I need something beautiful
To think about all day
I need something beautiful
Let me count the ways
I need something beautiful
To lead me through the maze
I need something beautiful
It’s what my body craves

I need something beautiful
To hold me to my word
I need something beautiful
I don’t think it’s absurd
I need something beautiful
To rustle up the herd
I need something beautiful
Something I deserve
I haven’t cried in a while
Must be hidden behind my smile
I hold back the tears
Succumbing to fears
Been that way since I was a child

I needed a shoulder
Even though I’ve grown older
As tears stream down from my face
The life of a loser
An always wrong chooser
Living a life gone to waste

No other way to describe it
I know, cause I tried it
No dream and no drive
But, I’m lucky to still be alive

There’s always tomorrow
To drown in my sorrow
Another day wasted away
Time keeps on ticking
I’ve taken a licking
I guess that I’m here to stay
The Finish Line

I’ve got determination
I’ve given it my all
I get up from the canvas
Every time I fall

I’ve dealt with my frustration
Every time I’ve failed
I’ve never given up
And each time I’ve prevailed

Failure’s make us human
Success takes many try’s
I’ll keep striving towards my future
Until I’ve crossed the finish line

I’ve needed to be patient
I’ve needed to survive
I reach out for the stars above
Each day that I’m alive

Nothing can derail me
Nothing can stop my drive
I’ll never reach perfection
Yet I still feel that I’ve arrived
The ocean, in its natural form
Casually taking me away from the norm
Calm and serene
Violent at times
Sand on the beach
Good to unwind
Soak up the sun
No clouds in sight
Stay through the day
Soak up the rays
And into the night
The wind on my face
The breeze due in time
Sand in my toes
The sky so divine
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