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Jun 2020
I was staring into space

Lethargic
Distant
Far away

Thinking about everything
At once
I remember the first day
That was

Prematurely
I climbed out of the womb
I asked the doc
What am I here for"

"He said you were born

But I have to cut my own
umbilical cord

Praise the Lord

               I think
But sometimes I'm not sure

I was staring into space
Thinking about it all
And after I said grace
I bawled

Because life was hard
I thought it was a gift

But
Oh my God

The pain
The misery
The same repeated history

Sinners
Full of everything
The world furnishes

Our mother earth is bleeding
And we can't apply the tourniquet

Stress and needing
Are your only feelings

I was born
  But ****!

I kinda wish I wasn't

I was staring into space
Thinking about maybe I should go home
Because I'm too far away

And it could be dangerous
If I wander
Into some unknown place

Without answers

I could get lost for days

I pondered
My existence
And wondered

What am I here for
?Just tears and slumber

Tell me
What did you create

Am I monster

Or a Rockstar
That never
Sang

I became a poet
With poems lame
I was never remembered
But I still came

I was staring into space
And I couldn't get back
Because my spaceship crashed
Inside my brain

My inside died

And I was replaced
With a lie

That said
Everything was going to be ok
JaxSpade
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