by Jenn   Jan 16, 2008

Give me an awakening
Some that will, I pray
Shatter my light
Or...maybe something
That will make me forget
That, at times like this
I sit bored and confused
Pushing trees into roads
With my mind
Pushing roads into rivers
With my pain
Pushing rivers into words-
It isn't pain, now, is it?
No, I forgot what to call it
Once I realized that the trees are dieing.

I could sit here or
Be out there, it doesn't make a difference,
Does it?
I know ten years from now
Trees will be roads, road will be rivers
I will be thinking of nothing
Admiring my words
If I trade my heart-
And yes, I will give it gladly
Will you fill my mind
What does one call it?
Not quite rough
Or smooth
Or flowing
Or beating
It is what I long for that
Equates to irrevocability
Yes that is what I ask for, nothing
And in return you shall get
My dummy of a body
To do with as you please.


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  • 11 years ago

    by Saving Grace

    I liked it. But yeh, you should have a go at rhyming more maybe? But your words flowed well and yet again, was different to the way poems are normally written, which is a good thing! 5/5

  • 11 years ago

    by xKornxGirlx

    Seems like you wrote it really fast. or u were trippin. lol. nice but odd. =]

  • 11 years ago

    by Abu3li

    Beautifu poem

    keep it up

    try to rhyme more

    take care