"financer" poems
You can only dream of
places I have been
Mentally,
All the things
I did for my family,
All they did,
instead of helping me,
Is trying to
put sense in me,
When I come to a point
Where I am
about to plead insanity,
A room of variances,
Out of body experiences,
Mental *******
Heart full of spasms,
The ones
my past couldn’t fathom,
This ain’t a struggler’s anthem,
But I can’t help but,
Generalize,
And I can’t undermine,
That I felt heaven,
At least on my fingertips,
I found hope,
At the brink of disbelief,
Don’t blame the postman,
If you put the wrong address,
Life is a *****
depending on how you dress her,
Let the broken glass,
Mess up the dresser,
Rosewood, Redwood, any wood,
If I could I would,
The more I clench my fists,
the more sand I loose,
But I choose not to,
just my screws,
My life is like a travelogue,
No just ticket needed just travel along,
Like a broken pen and a moleskin,
A DSLR and an eye to watch closely,
No backpacker,
Just a bad actor,
Modern day rye catcher,
Self financer ,
A mere puppet on the string,
That life hangs by,
finding questions to some bad answers,
Putting up with bad promise makers,
When a promise may curse,
Life is just a makeshift,
Life is what you make it,
Or make of it*
Mar 7, 2011
Mar 7, 2011 at 11:49 AM UTC
Show me the way to hear mermaids singing
Instead of this obscurity I seem to be bringing
Show me the way to be happy and free
To let go of fear and somehow find me
Show me a way to get back to the good
To release all this hatred like I know I should
To release this turmoil and find my calm
To practice self love instead of self harm
To look in the mirror and like what I see
To not be scared of what stares back at me
The time has come, I pray it's not too late
To **** this demon, to leave this state
See me I'm confused, don't trust anymore
Is it human nature, evil to the core
Too many questions and the absence of answers
Depression my dear, you're my sadness financer
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 6:42 AM UTC