Confusion

by Mikie Taylor   Aug 24, 2005



How high must I look into the sky, to realize what I feel inside,
They ask me to follow faith blindly, but the timing is off, keep climbing just to fall,
I've had just about all I can take, it's not fate, I'm in control of what I hold,
And I know I reap what I sow, this feelings getting old, time to grow,
My mentality is frightening, my chest is tightening, how much more rain and lightning until the light is seen, heightening rage is tied,
Life is a cage and I'm locked inside, I cry to release the pain, I try to defeat the game,
It's mine but the beast remains, it's ashamed and is steadily escalating, starting to test my patience, heart in my chest keeps racing, conversation, I am faced with obliteration, laced with termination, I am enticed by this life, separation from this trifling wife,
Just adds twice to the fight, and this knife is in sight, so it's slice or just write,
Dog eat dog world so I bite with my might, fighting the fight of all fights,
Waiting for the light at the end of this life, so I just keep on stepping it's hectic,
To see what's next and expected, will I stay on track, or just wreck it,
So I rewind it back and dissect it, inspect it, just to know that I kept it corrected,
Or was it best if I left it neglected, the way that it was and accept it?

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