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Feb 2014
I see it passing by
within a glances time
I wonder how many chances
I'll get at this same thing.

Like a fog in the window pane
It's blocking my view of the sun
I keep on thinking that the next night
I'll simply give up and be done,

I fight for things that I believe are right
but who knows whats right anymore?
I keep trying to find this light
but it seems the lights dimmed
like a bulb in the morgue,

I feel like a sinking ship
will I ever reach the bottom of the sea?
Or will I just keep sinking deeper
in my broken adolescent dreams?

I'm finding that life is harder than it looks
and that every step I take it brings me farther from the truth
and I keep on searching
for I have curiosity achieved by only a youth,

But my outlook is no longer innocent
like a child who has not seen
I've seen the world at it's worst
and I understand what it means,

I just wish I knew the way
out of this godforsaken maze
it seems I've lost my mind
in this thought induced craze.
Katlyn Orthman
Written by
Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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