Sufficient Substitute
I live life in an unhealthy abyss
Of a dream I see as a sufficient substitute
Of a Savior
I work and work to be a man like this
To fall in love and be in my own heaven
As I play God
I shake as I dream of her lips
The urge, Oh what I’d give for a kiss
What will she think of me
As I strive to be the king of the world
I mask my insufficiencies
To be the man I need to be
I swear I’ll save myself this time
This life gives the things I hate
And takes the things I desire
I sit in the stomach of the beast
Which is my mind and the way it is wired
Oh how I crave for the things that kill me
I lie as I take the salt to quench my thirst
Maybe this time will be different, I know I’ll change
But as I sleep, my subconscious digs my own grave
What will she think of me
As I strive to be the king of the world
I mask my insufficiencies
To be the man I need to be
I swear I’ll save myself this time
I get nothing but heartbreak
The more I give myself away
I put myself on the line
In hopes our fates would intertwine
Still I get rejected
Through all the ******** I’ve been through
I need a new hope
I need a new home
I used to believe I should live with pride
But through every failure, I hate to be alive
I live life in an unhealthy abyss
Of a dream I see as a sufficient substitute
Of a Savior
I work and work to be a man like this
To fall in love and be in my own heaven
As I play God
I shake as I dream of her lips
The urge, Oh what I’d give for a kiss
What will she think of me
As I strive to be the king of the world
I mask my insufficiencies
To be the man I need to be
I swear I’ll save myself this time
Copyright © Zach Mitchell | Year Posted 2016
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