Circles
Why is it all so complicated
When it’s supposed to be simplistic
Why does it turn into something nauseating
When I lose sight of the realistic?
Around and around we chase
Searching for some sort of normalcy
Then it just becomes a waste
And all I want is a bit of energy
Is anyone there
and are you listening?
Tell me I don’t have to care
Say I don’t have to do this again.
Wait a little longer and maybe it will make sense
Why all this anger and grief
Seems so wastefully spent
You can’t keep going on this way
We’re standing against a wall
There’s nothing left to say
You know we’ve already said it all
For a moment it’s calm and still
And you tell me it’s going to stay quiet
You promise me again that it will
But it’s a lie so why do I still buy it?
It will all seem unbearable at first
Overwhelming and more than I can take
Yet it seems it’s just our curse
A bad dream from which we can never wake
Tomorrow it may be better than before
A little less loud perhaps
Or only a few slammed doors
Maybe it won’t seem like such a trap
Maybe it will just rain instead of pour.
Is anyone there
And are you listening?
I’ll just say one last prayer
To help me get around again
Copyright © Aimee Mazzone | Year Posted 2009
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