"What Now?"

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    July first I had a headache that made me stay awake till 4:45am, this is why......

    "What Now?"

    I’ve taken life’s ride wildly and thought of slowing down

    I’ve searched the many corners of my mind unsure of what I’ve found

    I’ve been blessed to survive many ordeals with no explanation of how

    Now I stand impatiently at the crossroads and wonder, “What Now?”

    I‘ve loved and lost and learned to love again

    I’ve been hurt somewhat by enemies but worse by friends

    I’ve tried and failed but bounced up fighting to win

    I’ve placed confidence in some who hurt me but I learned to trust again

    There is a door for me to open, but I can’t see how

    So I stand there knocking and wiggling the door knob screaming, “What Now?”

    What am I here for and why is it so hard?

    Why when my soul is a free spirit, should I keep my guard?

    I’ve cried for no reason and managed to trouble my brain

    In doing this I’ve created a sorrow that gives me physical pains

    I’m hurting sometimes to the point that I could scream out loud

    Alone as a falling tree in the wilderness with no sound,

    “What Now?” Do I win or lose figure it out or stay confused?

    Do I continue to avoid the questions maybe find drugs to abuse?

    Should I be misused by others and even more by me?

    Or, should I bury myself in pity aiding my inability to see?

    Damn! I’m dying without really learning how to live

    My four cornered room has nothing but darkness and my question is……

    “What Now?” when my oxygen is taken and I struggle to breathe

     “What Now?” when everyone deserts me but God and I’m on my knees

    “What Now?” when I’ve cried so much that my tear ducts produce blood

    “What Now?” when all needed was someone to love me and someone to love

    “What Now?” when I wanted to give up but that’s not in my nature

    “What Now?” when I’m cut from a better mold but exhibit suicidal behavior

    My head hurts so much that it’s becoming a task to see

    So confused in this game of life I wonder does anyone see me

    I’m just standing here, waving my hands screaming out loud

    But still it seems not a soul can hear me, “What Now?”

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    JadedJezzabel commented on "What Now?"

    08-10-2010

    Filorozzell..............you rocked the house with this one buddy......we are as different as two people can be me and you........were born onto and resided in worlds that do not share one ounce of resemblance....yet you some how crawled in side my head and saw a world and a self i thought was only unto me.......thats why i love poetry and this one in paticular shows how no matter where we were born where we live the color of our skin or if we are male or female......our basic emotions and views of life can be the same. going to my favs.

    FiloRozzell

    08/11/2010

    You are o true and thanks alot for commenting..

    LemonadeMaker commented on "What Now?"

    08-27-2009

    What now indeed...questions I've heard you ask again and again...let me know the answers you find...just a little time to let me know so I can go away fine with whatever you find. Beautiful words from a beautiful soul, a beautiful mind... Don't forget to let me know what you find... Don't forget, please.

    FiloRozzell

    08/28/2009

    I think I know but I will let you know for sure...

    TheAngelOfDeath commented on "What Now?"

    07-09-2009

    Anouther great poem from one of my favorite poetes and freindssorry if my spelling suxz my comuters is a peice of shit. later

    bustaryme commented on "What Now?"

    07-02-2009

    Memphis, TN? My home town! Born and raised. Whitehaven, Lakeview Gardens, Geeter High School, any of that ring a bell?

    FiloRozzell

    07/02/2009

    You bet it does.

    bustaryme commented on "What Now?"

    07-02-2009

    That was such an outpouring of your true inner being that it mirrors the same question, the same emotion, the same as I have experienced. www.deeppoeticemotions.ning.com.

    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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