Sometimes: a Random Poem, Part I
Sometimes I think I should have started this prose
With a disclaimer of sorts
To my readers, many of those
Who may think me out of my gourd
Sometimes I think this disclaimer should be
Short and sweet, honest and to the point
My poetry reveals a lot about me
My thought process is a bit like a fractured joint
Sometimes I wonder what good is a disclaimer
If it doesn’t come out at the beginning
So I will take all of the blame here
Before I start writing this thing
Sometimes I feel like I don’t belong
Living in this new century
Somehow I know that it won’t be long
Before I’m just a memory
Sometimes I feel like a very small gnat
An insect to be stepped on
No magic spell can help me with that
And there’s no star to wish upon
Sometimes my mind can slip out of sync
Off with the world around it
I’m not who I am or what I think
Lost as the chaos surrounds it
Sometimes lay awake at night
And wonder ‘bout things I have done
Many regrets about things not done right
Or the things from which I have run
Sometimes I can feel very alone
Anxiety rolls over me like a drape
In a room full of persons unknow
I just want to run and escape
Sometimes is becoming all the time
To stop it where do I begin?
It’s only when you’re losing your mind
You find the madness that lies within
Sometimes I can be perfectly lost
No clue as to where I’m going
Like a ship on the waves that is tossed
Northern gale force winds a blowing
Sometimes I dream about what I could be
If I had the courage to try
Then I think about all I could see
Looking through my dark brown mind’s eye
Sometimes my mind is like a movie screen
The projector running away
The same rerun I’ve already seen
Running a hundred times a day
Sometimes I’m so full of fear and doubt
That it stops me dead in my tracks
I need some time to work it all out
And try hard to get myself back
Sometimes I see the Higher Power
In the architecture of life
From man down to the smallest flower
The evidence for this is rife
Sometimes I gaze up at the stars
And wonder if there’s life and where
I look out towards the red planet Mars
And wonder if ancient life lived there
Sometimes my mind cand suffer zone outs
When I don’t know what’s real or not
What happens then with these frequent bouts
Is that I feel like a robot
Sometimes I can walk a straight line
Severe heights gives me vertigo
I know it’s just matter over mind
But it leaves me no where to go
Sometimes I think like an animal
And go out and hunt little bugs
When I find that my hand is full
I eat them and love the slugs!
Sometimes my mind does a split in two
And I don’t know which direction that I come from
I don’t know how, what, when or who
It’s such a confusing conundrum
Sometimes I think about my own death
And where we go from this earth
When I finally take my last breath
Is our destiny set from birth?
Sometimes I think it’s the Hand of Fate
That guides us along from the womb
Souls span the years to the Holy Gate
Our body winds up in a tomb
Sometimes I think it’s not the Hand of Fate
It’s probably the Hand of God
Who guides us in love against all hate
With his Holy Word, Staff and Rod
Sometimes I think I don’t want to end up a ghost
Haunting an old house or ancient graveyard
Being buried alive is what I fear the most
Six feet under a grave stone cold and hard
Sometimes I think I’m going crazy
But then I think I am just mad
My mind gets a little bit hazy
And I get confounded real bad
Sometimes I think I’m making ends meet
And then somebody moves the ends
I think life would be far more sweet
If I could be twenty-one again
Sometimes there are things that I forget
It always gets me in trouble
There is nothing I can do except
Blame it on my double
Sometimes anxiety is my foe
And I get nervous and stressed
Sometimes I’m manic from the get-go
Then I get down and depressed
Sometimes I wonder what is normality?
What makes up a normal human
But I’ve figured out that it’s just a formality
And everyone’s as crazy as I am
Copyright © Jeff W. Watson | Year Posted 2021
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