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Lost ... So many years lost Or so it sometimes seems All my hopes and dreams To time I’ve paid The cost For the better part of me Safe I’ve stayed Though never free From life’s reality My heart & soul I’ve given and lost control By love I’ve been driven Always believing the best Wanting more Yet settling for less Avoiding the door For lack of a key Concealing my fears while running from me Screaming words That nobody hears Suffering the wounds of self-hatred’s Cruel, rusty knife Always wondering what’s wrong with my life Am only I to blame For the tears I have cried Who will help me tame The ever present demons inside Time does not stand still and happiness will not come To a soul that wanes from lack of will And from absence of conviction Grows ever more numb |
Additional Notes:
Another attempt at vanquishing ever present and willful emotional demons ... it worked ... this piece was written 5 years ago and today I can honestly say that those particular demons no longer reside within me - they have, though, been replaced by other ones, however not as vicious or tragic.
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