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TD Rucker Aug 2012
How does a man express his dreams?
hopes and aspirations ripping at the seams.
Today we hope for tomorrow
for today is a time we borrow
the words I hear are violently violating
but they are just words
Words lack meaning so I've learned
and with time a promise is a lie
situations and circumstances dictate our lives
and control is as futile as scrating at hives
But we move forward in hopes of following through
and dreaming that tomorrow's forcast is bright and blue
Some of our moments send us into a depression
and we begin with the mental depredation
Raking ourselves over the coals
for being human and banking on our goals
Our goals move us forward and it's where I place my stock
but then I fail, and lie, and i hear a silent mock
from the sidelines of how I failed
but when I thought it, I saw how it sailed
high in the sky and success was a certainty
but failed I did, miserably.
Failure after failure I try to move on
only to stumble and wish today was gone.
Why can't life come with instructions?
Being born into this destruction.
It seems intuitive that someone would know
What this is for and where do we go.
I have a son almost here
and now it's for him I fear.
He is coming into a world of love and being poor
and odd combination and a spirit sore
I am losing my resolve
too many problems to solve
and the end is almost here
and the beginning of life is near
I must stand up and accept this fate
of poverty, and poverty I hate.
Kole J McNeil Apr 2022
Unlike you I can't sit still
Unlike you I cant focus
Unlike you every sound pounds my brain
like a hammering fist till my vision is blurry
like a dog whistle screaching at pitches you could never hear
rattling my brain
Unlike you I can't understand jokes
Unlike you I can't do things that are of no intrest
Unlike you I cant stand the feeling of the shirt on my back
like snadpaper scrating my skin wraw
like a snake squeezing the air out of my lungs untill I can no longer breath
Breaking my ribs
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