Lost In My Own Dessert
Paceing through this dessert of a place called my mind.
Back and forth while the sun still shines.
Its deffinetly hot and a bit hostile.
But it looks like im stuck for a while.
Not goin anywhere with nowhere to go.
Feet trudgeing through the sand oh so slow.
I just dont know what im doing here any more.
Trying to find out why my girl was a whore.
Left me with no reason to give at all.
Guess she just had a heart that small.
Or maybe it was all the traits that i lack.
But one way or another i want this knife out of my back.
You cant trust anyone anymore for it might hurt.
But i guess it doesnt matter alone in this dessert.
Still i pace in no direction.
For in the real world i get no detection.
I live in this landscape so hot but cold.
But its really only cold when the suns not so bold.
And i suppose that i do have some time to think.
But its hard to think when you cant find that link.
Life goes by so damn fast.
It goes so fast that youve already moved on and missed your past.
Well i guess i have finally concluded.
The question of why this worlds so dry and deluted.
Im seeing that beam of hopefull light.
No, wait.
Thats just the sun.
So damn bright.
Copyright © Zach Kindell | Year Posted 2012
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