Day After Day
You tend to say hurtful things,
acting like a soul possessed.
And try resurrecting fears
time has long ago repressed.
You can't relate to pity;
for bullies exploit the meek.
And it feels good to demean
those who turn the other cheek.
I see someone who's hurting;
using drugs to numb their pain.
And a sore loser in life;
treating winners with disdain.
The truth does not deter you;
whatever you do feels right.
But guilt gnaws at your insides;
and part of you dies each night.
You stand ready to attack;
pushing those who care away.
And start swinging at shadows;
striking out, day after day.
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