The Deep End Again
I went and jumped in the deep end again
Sorry to lose myself
My only friend
Could you have tried any harder to stop me?
Undoubtfully, I’m the roaring sea
And cold use a bit of peace.
Maybe a little sleep might put me back up on my feet
Guard you’re structure
And don’t let it fall down
Rome wasn’t as pretty mud covered sticks in the ground
What’s worse is that I know myself and should have seen it coming
Now they’re on me like bloodhounds
And I cannot continue running.
It cannot be that hard to carry on
I’m not afraid
Erase the scars, the humiliation, and just leave the rest of me.
If that’s not enough, then tough
I’m tired of walking in strait lines
Stepping in the same potholes, just in different times.
Looking to outer things in which to find a purpose
I will not be blindfolded by myself this time around
I cannot assume that I am destined to be found
I can touch the floor because it’s nowhere near the ground
So if you here me crying don’t be startled by the sound
I simple move in circles
I’ll eventually come around.
Copyright © Brittany Patronella | Year Posted 2007
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