Crows Nest
3/10/24
Across the whole stretch
In all directions it pulls and tempts
Still the same old debts
Continual gold theft
Another night woke up in a cold sweat
Full of stress
Sinking below into ice cold depths
Struggling to hold the breath
Life doesn't revolve around a Rolex
It'll take ages to clean up the whole mess
From the planet another soul left
Leaving a hole in the chest
Secrets left in undeciphered bold text
If only we could understand what they told and meant
In our stubborn ways we are so set
Thinking they alway know best
All these folks hexed
Couldn't ever see it incoming even from the crows nest
No comparison, not even a close test
But that doesn't mean it's all hopeless
Time will tell what goes next
Focus keep your nose pressed
To the grindstone, it's your story make it happen with your own flesh
I'm somewhat happy, but I can do better, often I don't rest
Can't settle for a life of misery I won't accept
Copyright © Dalton Ogletree | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment