Edward Jones Poet I do not know?

To Be Me

Dreams that make me,
Nightmares that wake me
Thoughts that shake me
Fears that quake me

So I try not to sleep

People that curt me
There words that hurt me
Senses that alert me
That death does flirt me

So I keep to myself

Visions that haunt me
Feelings that gaunt me
My mom does taunt me
She does not want me

So I have no family

Doctors accrue me
And then they construe me
Then nurses subdue me
Drugged they do view me

So I do not to ask for help

But poems appease me
Words do not tease me
The rhythms do please me
And emotionally ease me

So I write every day

With no arms to hold me
Or eyes to behold me
Nor a love to mold me
Or even church to fold me

So I am very much alone

So if you do see me
Do not guarantee me
Someday they will free me
For I will always be me

So I do not look for false hope

So another day gone by me
With tears my eyes supply me
Always asking why me
Till the day I say goodbye me

So I pray each night for death

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