looking at the world
through a square of glass in a wall
searching in my soul
to find any reason at all
for the despair, the hate, the agony
and what I could have done
to feel the undesirable pain
am I the only one?
the bubbles in my stomach
popping, uncontrolled
pick myself up off the floor
off my pedestal I’ve rolled
stuck in a box
with no way out
in my favorite corner
my mind begins to pout
searching for an answer
a cause for the emptiness
sorry I inform myself
I’ve failed life’s little test
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