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Aug 2013
Escaping the bad dreams to find another day,
Shoes, Hat, Out into the city shining bright,
The world waking up, coming to life,
Coffee, Conversations, Off to the daily plight.

The same routine, always, day in and day out,
The same demons, hidden behind these shades,
The same bitterness, the anger and longing,
The same dreams, even as their light fades.

Everything's changed, nothings as it was,
You won't get close, it'll stay locked inside,
I won't allow it to come out again and be hurt,
buried deep in the darkness, it'll hide.

The same excuses, always a load of crap,
The same lies, never an ounce of respect,
The same person, despite claims of change,
The same results, I know what to expect.

Even though the pain subsided long ago,
The miserable work of art and ink remains,
Reminders of memories long since laid to rest,
All this just in one name, etched above the veins.

The same pain, no matter how deeply it's buried,
The same Worry, no matter how badly it went,
The same feeling, that horrible, empty pain,
The same loss, blackness, void, slipping away.

You'll never understand, no matter how I try,
It's just who I am, I just can't hate you.
God knows I wish I could, despise your existence,
But nothing will ever make you feel that way too.
Dave Zucker
Written by
Dave Zucker  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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