Outrun the Past
The sky is blue and the sun is out
I get lost in the shadows of doubt
The darkness seems to roll right in
As I sink down in a sea of sin.
I try to fight back but I just can’t win
I try to start yet can’t see where to begin
The four walls just seem to close right in
I feel much like that man of tin.
I think about not having a heart
And then all the pieces fall apart
Maybe it’s like the picture show
As in the movie to the wizard I go.
Maybe I’m like the scarecrow without a brain
Sometimes I wonder if I’m really that sane
The thoughts I have scare me to death
As I pause to take yet another breath.
Perhaps I am Dorothy looking for my home
Though I seem to wander and my spirit roams
Home becomes somewhere inside of your heart
I guess this is where my journey shall start.
I start my journey not sure of the way
Maybe a should wait just another day
Thoughts feel trapped inside of my head
Perhaps I shouldn’t have got out of bed.
But I must get up and escape this cloud
Still I daydream hoping it is allowed
I hit the street running going quite fast
It seems that I just can’t outrun the past.
Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2011
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