Its got you by the throat,
Your chest is tightening now,
You got yourself here,
You often ask yourself how?
Still living in the past,
Pulling yourself through each day,
Is this what its like,
To be losing your way?
When your biggest desire,
Is for your whole life to change,
Your disease needs a cure,
But its always out of your range!
Needing to be fixed,
But not knowing whats wrong,
Oh when will i feel better,
How long, how long?
I dont know who i am,
But im looking for a quick fix,
I need someone to help stop me,
From blowing out my next mix.
I know right now,
That im not in the right head space,
I pray for the future,
I never become a head case.
I have loved ones,
Im sure they care,
But at the end of the day,
Their not living my nightmare.
Fantastic
I love the poem. This is very very good. Could almost make a song out of this or somthing.
It won't all be ok...
but it will get better. Then worse again. Then better again. You just have to realize when you're low, it will swing back up soon. I have to constantly tell myself that. Sometimes when you go to the darkest of places, you see little pin-holes of light start to break through and remember a funny/beautiful/great moment and you get back on track. It will pass. Keep on writing, you have a great rhythm to your work!
I am currently in a troubled
I am currently in a troubled place as well. I don't really consider it dark... No, its dark, nevermind it is dark lol But; i'm sure I will see the light on the other end at some point. I just have to hold on I do suppose. I hope you are doing well. As for constructive criticism; I so far love all of your work, just a few grammer problems (I know its tedious but it 'looks nice' lol) but other than that; awesome.
This reaches out to all
This reaches out to all including me! Great flow! Welcome to adulthood where it's mostly shit and you're wading through it to cat a pearl in your toes and have to dig in with your hands to get it! And boy, after all that shit it's a gorgeous sight! Catch my drift? ;) hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Rhyme and Meaning
a rare gift - to capture the reader's inner ear and voice and hold them captive until the end is a gift. The reader #'s tell the tale. Nice penning - slc