Not Enough Hope
Gray are the skies, the time is at hand.
I try to grab a hold of all that I can.
The glare of too much light and not enough hope
Leaves my hanging motionless like a puppet on a rope.
My eyes see intentions yet they are so far away.
The truth is unveiled in the words that I say.
My heart feels sorrow for its’ evil bidding.
I try to find myself but I am conscious ridden.
I need to rest yet there’s this burning desire.
I reach for the top but I can’t go higher.
My ears hear a sound but I didn’t stop to think.
My mind goes numb as it disappears in a blink.
I try to understand and see so much more.
But I seem to freeze when I see what’s in store.
I start to feel my soul and then reflect upon myself.
Though I found me I must have been somebody else
Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2011
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