A Long Thought

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I Do Not Care

Feel it, seize it

grasp it tight

given hope, taking life

end the pain this very night



know it, show it

expressing it clear

your intentions, your meaning

share your resolve with the air



judge it, weight it

life and death

toss it, burn it

without a care, one last breath



dont hesitate, dont wait

this wont last

this urge, this resolve

do it now, dont act aghast



you knew this would come

you knew it had to be

you dont care, you dont love

you cease to be

the beat of your heart

the gasp of your lungs

the tears in your eyes

only hold it above



Hope

damn it, slam it

toss it about

yet still it holds

you always shout

out the windows, into the air

asking it why it still cares



never a reply, never a doubt

just that feeling that lingers about

never far, not far enough

to do the deed, to end this stuff



loss of a love, a lonely feeling

despairation, aggrivation

all haunt this lonely being being

depression grows, the urge begins

the feeling kicks in

begins to sink in



never a name for the few

who feel this pain

and tasted life's stew

bitter sweet and sour

with sacrifice as pepper

souls for creme and hope as its flour

mixed and brewed for all to taste

you'll have your turn....



you just wait....



this confusing poem

as i know you see

expresses the pain

once held above

a head all of my own

bearing weight

and fear of the unkown

relieved it feels

to express it here

to release it to write it

onto paper and into the air

sharing the feelings

the hurt of old so that maybe

my story would unfold

for you to feel

and maybe even see

relate even but that

a stretch of belief

who could have felt

these feelings i feel?

oh such is the pain

i know no doubt

wish no other could relate

but that i know

is futile and late

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Michelle Staten's picture

Hello,

Ah, yes, I do myself have feelings like this. It has been awhile since we've spoke, hope things are well for you. The peice you've read of mine is so old, and had ended shortly after that was wrote. Still single my way, how about you? How're things?