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Sep 2011
Should i pretend this isnt happening?
this distant fog I'm drifting through
I'm in this haze of trials and tribulations
Should it be ignored?
Should it be faced?
When in my peripherals there is always some
shadow lurking about.
picking away at my brain
then swiftly disappears.

It honestly gives me a ******* headache.

with a tap tap of a pencil
the beat of  a some ghetto *** hoodlum car passing by.
some unimportant individual
with unsubstantial advice and "unbiased" opinions
with meaningless passerby conversation
that i wont remember when i go to sleep.
on some unintelligent debate without true stone cold facts
and i'm observing this
and listening to this
and i just think....have these people not read a single book in their life?

anyway, a problems only a problem when you make it a problem.
and you only make it a problem because you can't find a solution.
and you cant find a solution when at every string you reach for
is broken or tied in a knot.
now wheres the resolution in that?
where's the stride, the hope?
and all along i'm wondering, is it the posture in my back?

and your standing on your tiny tippy toes hopping to and fro
yet there you stand.
in the fog, alone.
Adrienne Nichole Adams
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