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Aug 2013
All through my life.Β 
I see this pain...
throughout
And I am at a loss for words
And thoughts
And action...
And everything
For I have lost...
things
And friends
And family
And time
And maybe...myself...
I am a cliff
Eroding,
one wave at a time
I'm not sure if you understand this meaning
But I do...
and that is enough...
Cause I don't write this down for you or them or him
I write because I have these thoughts like weights
Thick and heavy they fill me till I have no room left for anything else
And they plead for escape and release out of my mouth and through my eyes
But I have nothing left...
I feel not empty, but sealed
From the inside and out
I cannot feel you, but I cannot feel myself
I need a change
A shock
A shot
A somethingΒ 
To bring me back
Wake me up
I hope it's something good
But hope is foolish....and I am a fool
Written by
Mark Thompson  Chicago il
(Chicago il)   
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