Eric Schojan Poet Free verse

Caged

what have I done? what can I do?
my accomplishments are very few
and while this fact still makes me blue
I still would never trade my shoes
 
sometimes I sit and cry
I don't really know why
I can't stop so I don't try
those times I would get high
 
but I've given up my crutch
booze, weed and pills and such
I depended on them way too much
now I just withdrawal from touch
 
the touch of a loved one
like a warm ray from the sun
I hide pain with lifts and runs
still my sadness weighs a ton
 
but I carry this weight
without any debate
and hide my depressed state
for only I can change my fate
 
and only I can try and change
how I've become deranged
when this life seems so estranged
I feel even more encaged

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Tim Smith July 16, 2014 at 11:14 AM Kudos on getting rid of the crutch...I foresee someone coming with a key to open the cage Eric....your emotions are very well stated....Tim

Casarah Nance July 16, 2014 at 7:39 AM (hugs)

Jan Allison July 16, 2014 at 7:24 AM I can feel the torment in this write - it must be so hard dealing with depression and building yourself back up to a happier state when in reality it is just a mask to hide the underlying problem. Hugs Jan xxx