Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by confuzzle, Jul 22, 2009.

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  1. confuzzle

    confuzzle Well-Known Member

    I sit here, not wanting to talk
    to anyone, so i run away and play
    if i had the energy, i would go for a walk
    but I don't see any other way
    to go about life right now, i just need to
    get away, get away
    my mind is oppressive
    thoughts of father circle close
    no more harm, no more, no more
    im tired of this, tired of this sore
    i don't want to keep it up
    but i sit here, from a Coke i sup
    rhyming, getting my mind off of things so dear
    and near
    to me
    but no matter how much i wish to run
    or hope to escape the bullet of a gun
    i can't run away, can't escape my mind
    i feel the churn, i feel the grind
    of my soul, my emotions inside
    this is long, and so i stop
    begging for this burden to drop
  2. Almostgone

    Almostgone Member

    I hope you are ok. You write very well. Very haunting, I hope some light will permiate your way back. I understand that sometimes distance isn't enough.

    Take care of yourself.
  3. Remedy

    Remedy Chat & Forum Buddy

    Beautifully written.. Here if you need someone to talk to. :hug:
  4. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Member Safety & Support SF Supporter

    PM me if you need to talk,good poem. :)
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