Stephen Kilmer Poet Free verse

Life

There’s this thing that bothers me
It won’t let me be
I keeps gnawing at my brain
And infiltrating everything
It’s like a pandemic
I can’t escape it
I wake up thinking about it
I go to bed at night thinking about it
And every place in between I think about it
I can’t escape it
It’s drawn to me 
Like a moth to a flame
I try an forget
Oh, Lord do I try and forget
But it won’t let me be
Its static rings in my brain
It haunts me in my sleep
I can’t out run it 
I can’t ignore it 
It’s life and it’s killing me.

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Kj Force March 19, 2014 at 9:08 PM Stephen...Life is what we make it.. .and no we can't escape it.but we can change the way we perceive it. Like a running river it will freeze over once in awhile...but come spring, it will return back and will be only a memory. Loved your words..sorry I am a bit late in commenting...just overwhelmed ! ,

Barbara Gorelick January 11, 2014 at 7:53 PM Stephen, do you know what it is? It sounds like you do but Im wondering and worrying. Please let me know. BG Stephen Kilmer January 11, 2014 at 8:09 PM It's just depression. As John Prime once said, "To believe in this living is just a hard way to go." I'll be ok. thanks for caring.

Anne-Lise Andresen January 11, 2014 at 7:25 AM - Live your life with joy, Stephen - A well written poem. - Our Lord has not given you life... to be worry ..... or sleepless night. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)