Second Skin
By Laura Dee Battle
January 23, 2015
Distantly it seems to fade into the sunset
All those life or death situations now seem underwhelming
The online battle cries used to feel like such a threat
Why do I buy the very things their oppression is selling?
It's starting to feel entirely pointless and crude
Indulgence is the currency upon which we survive
It doesn't make sense anymore to keep up this feud
At war with the world, but do I have to fight to feel alive?
I have a picture in my head of everything I need
And increasingly it seems to involve nothing but peace
Machines and tv take me away from the misery in me
It's nothing but foreplay to me without a release
I've had all the tools I could ever hope to use
There is no longer an excuse to keep avoiding the truth
I've tried it all before with nothing to show but a bruise
The scar in the front of my mind that tainted my youth
The reflection of shiny things and home furnishings
Isn't there more to life than the emptiness I see?
I used to have it all without having a single thing
The less that I possess, the more I'm feeling free
Just gimme shelter from the noise in this place
The world that I live seems seems to be a disgrace
Where am I to go with the currents I face?
I'm swimming with the koi, up the stream at our pace
I'm swimming forever
Away from that place...
Copyright © Laura Dee | Year Posted 2015
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