My Peace
I think that I've been going crazy for the last couple of years.
Now any advice that's given, goes in one and out the other ear.
That's because lately I've been more focused on trying to fight away all of my fears.
And I'm trying my hardest to keep inside or hide most of my tears.
Today I'm capable to keep all of my tears inside and not cry,
but it's for sure that tonight I'm going to let some out after I turn off my light,
and I know that those demons are going to come back for another fight,
I got to win this fight, because ahead I've planed for a life.
You've told me so many times that there's a future waiting for me,
so I need to get my things straight and figure out exactly what I want to be,
but it's getting harder and harder to think straight in the middle of this heat,
it's hard to try and figure things out by myself while dealing with this mental decease.
I've been looking up at the sky, but I see nothing besides clouds in the air.
I'm trying my hardest to find God, so him and I can have a father and son affair.
God I know I've made sins,
so if you have to, punish me in any way that you think it's fair.
And God as you punish me, I'll know that some day my peace I'll declare.
Copyright © Jorge Garcia | Year Posted 2010
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