Just Another Poem
JUST ANOTHER POEM
SOMETIMES I REALLY FEEL ALONE
AS IF A ROSE THAT ONE HAS OUT GROWN
NO ONE TO TALK TO NO ONE WHO CARES
KNOWING THAT MY PROBLEMS ARE MINE TO BARE
I SHOULDN'T REALLY CARE THAT THERE'S NO ONE THERE
BUT SOMETIMES IT HURTS CAUSE I REALLY NEED TO SHARE
TO SHARE WHAT'S ON MY MIND OR IN MY HEAD
TO SHARE FEELINGS THAT I THINK MIGHT BE DEAD
IN MY SKY THERE ARE NO STARS
ONLY FADED FACES AND DEEP WOUNDED SCARS
SOMETIMES I GO AND SIT IN THE PARK
BUT NEVER IN THE DAYTIME ONLY THE DARK
DARKNESS IS MY LIFE MY WAY OF BEING
MY WAY OF LIVING MY WAY OF SEEING
I THINK IT MIGHT BE BETTER TO BE BLIND
THEN ONLY SWEET VISIONS CAN DANCE IN MY MIND
VISIONS OF HAPPINESS AND MEMORIES OF LOVE
MEMORIES OF ANGELS THAT HAVE BEEN SENT FROM ABOVE
BUT THINGS SUCH AS THIS ARE ONLY A DREAM
AND MY TEARS CONTINUE TO FALL FROM MY EYES IN A STREAM
I LOOK AT MY LIFE AND REALIZE THAT I HATE IT
AND SOMETIMES IT WOULD BE EASIER JUST TO QUIT
I HATE WHERE I LIVE AND EVERYONE AROUND ME
MY NIEGHBORS NO NOT HOW TO LET ME BE
I HATE MY DR'S WHO KNOW NO CURE
WHO THINK THAT IN THIER MINDS EVERYTHING IS PURE
I KNOW THAT I'LL ALWAYS BE JUST "WELL CONTAINED"
AND WITH THE RIGHT TREATMENT I MIGHT BE TRAINED
TRAINED NOT TO SCREAM OR HOLLER OR SHOUT
I THINK A BULLET TO THE BRAIN MIGHT BE MY WAY OUT
OUT OF THIS MISERY AND PAINED STAKED LIFE
OUT OF THIS THING THAT CUTS LIKE A KNIFE.
AWAY FROM THESE EVERYDAY TEARS
AWAY FROM THE THINGS THAT CAUSE ME FEAR
LIKE LOVE AND HAPPINESS AND SHARING A TIME
AND EVEN TRYING MY HARDEST TO MAKE THESE THINGS RHYME
AND IF I SHOULD DIE BEFORE I AWAKE
I PRAY NOT FOR HIM MY SOUL TO TAKE
LET ME WANDER THROUGH AND THROUGH
LET ME BE MYSELF LET ME BECOME ANEW..........
Copyright © Stennett Hernandez | Year Posted 2005
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