Nov 02, 2011 19:22
Words tumble through and voices say yes and no
Where did my mind go? Where can I go?
What am I headed for? Seems I'm frozen
My feet stuck to this floor and I'm slow, forgotten
I've lost my way, I've lost the pavement
My books are dust and this paper looks like
I should know what I'm talking about
I know all this and so long but where's my path?
Where did I go wrong? Where might I go now?
Uncertain times lead me to doubt and forced audacity
It's all verbal shining and a bleeding in my sensitivity
I even get scared of calling it my own
So please, won't you cut me open
Please, drown me till late hours
Please, let me wallow with this raven
Please, let me show my colours
I'll always be the one to grab at my chances
I'll always be the one to swallow my pride
Still misgivings and...
Go.
poetry