Einstein Beat
On the edge of the world I stare into the distance
an inner struggle I'm faced with
so they tell me there's nothing to fear
strong ,strength, sad songs, and sadder still as sweet as the pill i swallow,
wallow in it misery enough to go around
the energy I'm channeling way beyond my control
comprehension intellectual dead man head hallow
several dead ends i follow
strength has'nt failed, strength held, take theses nails swords over my head
I'm in my comfort zone right at home death parked on my doorstep
fore step, marching strong I might still to be determined find the light
I'm at the end of the tunnel the pull is strong
so long farewell to oncxe was and could have been
I'm not the same man
The struggles have taken something away from my soul
What has been left in its place its anybody's guess
signals to my memory its confusion I'm confronted with
continuing everlasting revenge it's not what I'm asking for
Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2015
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