Working To Rest

have you seen it? have you heard it? have you ever felt its bite?
do you feel it? do you touch it? do know if it is right?
 
I have had you, I have been through all the crazy **** you pull
you thought you had me, you thought I could be, your puppet or your fool
 
will you keep pushing to far? will you learn to draw the line?
will you push every button every second every time?
 
will I live a life that's truly worthy of its length?
or will I live a tragedy finding I do not have the strength?
 
why do I choose to sit, asking question after question?
When I'm really just lost looking for somewhere to rest in.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Smith Avatar
May 27, 2014 at 8:17 AM
I get that way after dropping my kids off to the ex....keep writing Eric..you are very good
Schojan Avatar
May 27, 2014 at 3:08 PM
thank you so much Tim!! I will and your encouragement really helps :)
Nance Avatar
May 27, 2014 at 7:05 AM
Its an endless cycle. I bet ur hand needs a rest from all these poem your writing :-P keep it up. I dig it
Schojan Avatar
May 27, 2014 at 3:10 PM
it is sadly, or was, ill try not to get sucked into that again lol and, I have to admit, a lot of these poems come right outta my notebook, written over a few years :) BUT i do try and throw a new one in every time I post a few!!! lol
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