I am alone
I know how to be alone
I have hope
yes,my hope is real
helps with the way
I think & feel
recovery from within me
return to health
restoration of self
and getting back
all that I've lacked
absence of something
needed or customary
greed for my needs
necessary to keep from suffering
conditions of the heart
constituted of the soul
with the oneness of profound art
conscience of mind
redeemed to be bold
something that is confessed
the reality of the truth
breaking the constraints
feeding the hungry soul
with honesty to sooth
the untamed spirit
the wildness of the youth
as I turn back the page
of the young man I used to be
blindly & benignly
sinfully self serving
my every want took the place
of what I need
like:
moral support
human kindness
understanding
until my brain did bleed
I have always love true things
my love for the truth
guided me through my self-destructive youth
now I have to hold back the tears
as I write on into my years
torturing myself trying to stay high
I bare the scars and once I almost did die
self-inflicted wounds take the longest to heal
contemplating suicide remarks
always bad ideas
no I didn't enjoy thinking
the thought mechanism was missing
why am I longing to go back?
I'm talking about things I have lacked
recovery from within me
back to stating the facts
I should have gone to school
I would be wise as an owl
now I'm stupid as a mule
best not to have any regrets
poetry is how I reflect
writing is a purpose
teaching me self-respect
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