I

Staring at the empty halls
trying to fill my numbing brain
with WHY and HOW.

Propping open the door
to let in a sliver of light;
a shimmer of reason.

Sweating, tired
so far from sleep.
For some, that's all they do.

I can't stop my head
but something familiar
is doing it for me.

A smile so sweet
across the walkway
reminds me of hardships shared.

Both bodies are broken.

Voices and tempers raise
I don't know what to say
and I don't really care,
because I don't have to.

Some will die trying.
Some will understand.
Some will walk away
in disgust and ashamed.

I can't look at myself
without these thoughts.
Everyone is correct in their minds.
I will not argue.

I can't use my valuable time
and just let my mind meander.
I will figure this out.
I will destroy the beast.


TJC
07/29/10

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Chaos128 commented on I

09-07-2010

I, very much, like the message of this piece. Often, there are aspects to life that it seems we will never be able to figure out. But that doesn't mean that we ever have to give up trying.

chasingshadows

09/07/2010

Thank you. I'm glad it made you think. :-)

Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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Light 0
Sleep? 1
Could It Be? 1
Withdraw 1
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Visions 0
I 1
The Bond 0
Phoenix 0
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FOCUS 1
THUNDER 0
Breath 2
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the broken 0
Whispers 1
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