I close my eyes

Sometimes I feel so alone

Why cant god give this dog a bone

No matter what I do

I feel like Im screwed

To much of a good thing

Is never a problem for me

It's something I wish that could be



It's not the money or the richs that I beg for

It's not for some model chick to bang at my door

I wish for a happiness I can only imagine

A feeling I can only reach to get

But I dont know how to get there



So I just close my eyes and live in my imaginary world

I just close my eyes and pretend I'm happy

I just close my eyes and pretend I live in my mind

Hopefully one day you will be there for me to find

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My first poem of a new segment of my poetry

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There is a sense of pulsing vibrations, humming, scratching the breath of colours...ghostly dark & wet in this very well composed work