Waking Nightmares
I can’t tell if my nightmares
Are the ones I’m living
While I’m awake
At least I think I know
That when I’m sleeping
I have the chance to wake
But during my waking hours
The world I’m in
just seems to be so empty
There’s only broken people here
Who are only really pretending
to be friendly
They look at me with
Only selfish
or dishonorable intentions
But I’m not as stupid as they think
But their bulls**t is
Worthless to even mention
They look at me with a clever mind
But I see through their disguises
I’ve seen it all
And felt it all
There’s nothing left in this place
That surprises
It’s all the same
In every place
My feet have ever wandered
"Is this all there is?"
Is the most frequent thought I ponder
The world has taken everything from me
Why the hell am I still here...
I’ve known of death
Betrayal and separation
Incarceration
Anxiety and fear
And the whole time
The biggest lie
Was that someone could maybe love me
But I found out when
Push comes to shove
The ones that love me do the shoving
So with a heart of regret
And memories I try to forget
The best I gave you
Is the best you’ll get
So remember me
Or don’t.
It’s all the same
That’s true
So in all honesty..
F**k You.
I’m out.
Copyright © James West | Year Posted 2018
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