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Oct 2018
Well the pit that I fell into
Isn't as bad as it seems
The sun comes in for half the day
The night is cool enough to sleep

The ground isn't too hard
Soil feels good on my feet
Noone is here to bother me either
My only problem is me

I can finally write the things I think of
And monitor the things I eat
I found a couple books as well
I'm just too tired to read

Typically when I'm lonely here
I have a conversation with me
I say the things id say to you
And respond like you're talking to me

It's really not that bad
But sometimes I get in my head
I kinda miss my family
Even the things that made me sad

Because down here I don't feel much
Only loneliness,
That's all
I'll be okay as long as I keep
My eyes focused on the wall

One day I'll climb right out
Tell the world I'm free
But how can I solve this problem
When the only problem is me
Will Carpenter
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