Snail Paced
Lost, empty, dead inside—
All typical words of irrational despair
Cradled lust
Wandering in a foreign land,
Dazed and disoriented
Crushed and soured in youthful wisdom
I wish I had hung on longer…
Daisies in the sunlight
Him, behind her
The most beautifully shaped smile I have ever seen
So glad it was all captured in that one photograph
Snails crawl down the pavement
Trust loses its glamour
I am desperate to crawl away from the slime of deception
The very slime that I leave behind…
Evil overtakes the weak-minded
The strong look on, glad it is not them
Gargoyles grin in happy anguish
Sin is pride
There is no room to be the devil’s advocate
I cannot be singled out of the sorry crowd anymore
I cannot even gather enough thought to write
My wings are so wounded,
I cannot even bare to think of the possibility of flying
So worried, so sad, words largely overlooked
So many layers and so many ideas overlooked,
Always thought of, but never written down
Never coming to light
Your dimples make me cry…
I am so exhausted
I wish to sleep forever
My fingers are sore, my pencil is purple
I feel like time is losing its meaning
It is losing its power among the majority of maggots
The wristwatch is pinching me
And the hands on the sad clock with Roman Numerals have stopped
Maybe the battery has died
Mine has not, and yet I am not moving very fast
There is no progress here
It has been more than five years now
Since the day I looked into those green suns of eyes
Too long for my liking
I would rather feel the darkness, be the darkness
But instead I am gray, boring and dull
The fact that not one truly cares
Does not bother me as much as the smile
The smile so far away
Alice in Wonderland
Caught in a cold, wishing myself better
I overwhelm myself to faerie dust
Welcome dreams…welcome rest
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2014
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