Meandering
"Write a poem," they said.
I'd rather go home instead
What more can I give?
What else do you want from me?
If I'm supposed to live
Then just fu**en let me be
Goddamn; it you gotta be kidding me
I've given every ounce of energy
you act as if you deserve more
I can't give more if I'm dirt poor
So f**k what you say
Dream the rest away
It will not come to fruition
No matter the ammunition
But my focus must be set
And my aim must be correct
If Im not showing regret
It's cuz it wasn't ready yet
One shot is what I got
One shot to want for not
Or end up here to rot
Whats my point? I forgot
Copyright © Walt Hughes | Year Posted 2019
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