David William Breidenthal Poet Rhyme

Easily Blamed Week

Am I suppose to look strong?             
I am so weak, insecure of my wrongs
I stumble on obscure words...not exactly sleek 
Suppose I could blame it on the week

All the time I wonder about someone
Jealous thoughts instantly runs through my weary mind

Don't mind me...just don't look back
I'm becoming a monster
Full of damned dreams
That probably won't come back
It won't come to pass

And how could I learn in class?
Am I a weakling or what?
I create a fuss about things I don't own

Oh joy...here comes those groans of yours
Do you see yourself in the mirror?
I should be the one doing that
You bother as if you were some sort of gnat...

Meaningless regrets that I could slightly feel
Like I ate an appetizing meal
Then regret: "I shouldn't have eaten that..."

And then I'm expected to be a slick as an athlete.
And beat
A race of amusement...aggrivating toil
And feed the spoil
It doesn't sound right...so peculiar
There's no use to compare
Ourselves with our own kind

Could I ever find
A way to seep through an energetic
world of lust
And I thrust
To get this journey over with
And done with

Finding a certain solitude to sleep 
And fall into the deep
And stumble upon the annoying habit of weakness

And I assure you
I won't miss
A day that I feel strong

Enough to get on my knees
And enjoy a certain solitude

And find myself praying

And go without playing

This week

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