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The Cure


Funny, every thing seems so distance.
When I walked toward the entrance.
Just what is happening here?
Nothing seems as it is, not even clear.
My mind going dizzy.
I feel so slow and so busy.
Talking makes it better so I did that all day.
Cooking the same way.
I felt so strained fully of different ideas, I think it's okay.
My body is not working it does not want to obey.
Shaking all over my body seems stressed.
I believe it needs to be addressed.
Just what is happening here?
Nothing seems as it is, not even clear.
My mouth seems dry.
I feel like I could cry.
The feeling of loneliness is making me ache.
Cooking again, so, it will be a cake.
I have been away so many years.
Doing things that I wanted, but it comes to this I have so much tears.
The fond memories of laughter.
Comes long ago, past tense, after.
Just what is happening here?
Nothing seems as it is, not even clear.
A walk that quickly disappeared.
A dream that suddenly just appeared.
I long last saw the light.
It just was burning with such delight.
A awakening that was lost years ago.
It really was a reminder so.
I raised my arms with gladness.
With beautiful sadness.
Just what is happening here?
Nothing seems as it is, not even clear.
The door opens with loud noise I hear.
The smell of coffee and laughter in my ear.
Walking through the door a passage way of time.
A free feeling that never felt so sublime.
Love and fear all at once just sunders me to smile.
The time I spent with my family felt that I could stay a while.
The feeling of love and hope is so pure.
This time with family is I think the cure.

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