Remedy
I'm trying not to panic even though my time is spent sober and frantic, scattered
which way do I go I'm a wreak as days go slow sympathetic can you help me
narcissistic and unclean. Can you bear with me please is it my fault with
patience you go with out, unfortunate events don't leave much time to deliberate
one's fate constant screaming still leaves me day dreaming and misunderstood.
Can you tell the atrocity of my own living hell, do you have no sermon to redeem
my weathered spirit no remedy to change me no hope as far as the eye can see.
Am I bound to ride this storm alone can you say one day I will call some place
home, find me a remedy you can't cast me aside even a cold heart has to much
pride I crave serenity I need a remedy.
Copyright © Cole Beck | Year Posted 2007
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