Tag: Poetic

The Same Old Song

Wandering about

 

Thinking aloud

 

Arms up ready to shout

 

Falling to the ground

 

A rush of pain

 

Slow and hot like a flame

 

Shirt torn, jeans stained

 

Am I the one to blame?

 

Pushing off the ground

 

Trying to reflect but nothing is found

 

Feeling remorseful and not so proud

 

What am I doing wrong?

 

Still the same old song

 

Why can’t I break free from the hurt?

 

I yell as my feet stomp the earth

 

Running and running away

 

It’s all I know; its even harder to stay

 

In Search of…

She’s been looking for acceptance in all the wrong places

 

Looking for familiarity in all these random faces

 

She’s been searching for love in anyone she meets

 

Nothing is found in these ever changing sheets

 

She longs for something she’s not sure exists

 

Love? Happiness? She’s not quite sure what it is

 

She questions her choices and her motives

 

She hates that despite it all, she always feels so broken

No Good Answers

Why do we hold onto things that make us sad?

Talk to those who make us mad?

Why do we look for happiness in others?

When we know it’ll only cause us to suffer?

Why do we put someone else’s needs ahead of our own?

Is it because we believe it’ll help out self love grow?

Why do we stay with people who don’t care?

Is it because we just want someone, anyone, to be there?

Alone

Being alone is either a hit or miss

 

Sometimes it feels like hell, other times like pure bliss

 

The peace and quiet can be serene and delightful

 

Sometimes it’s like the whole world is being spiteful

 

Most days it feels great to be all alone

 

Then there are times you need to break free of your comfort zone

 

Sometimes you can’t bear the feeling of being lonely and secluded

 

Yet the idea of being with someone seems so convoluted

 

With thoughts of loneliness that can’t be suppressed

 

This constant need to be alone is something you begin to detest