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James Rutan Poem
All these thoughts in my head
I can't get them straight.
This is the third time I've attempted
Writing my thoughts out like this.
Even speaking them aloud
None of it comes easy.
I find I always hit a wall,
Past which I can't keep writing.
Either I can't figure out the next line
Or my thoughts begin to wander.
I go from one topic to another
And ultimately ruin my poem.
I need a way to vent
But nothing seems to work.
After years and years
Of opening up to pthers
And them turning it on me.
Spreading it like wildfire.
Or just throwing it in my face,
And shoving a dagger through my heart.
All these years have trained me
To shut myself away.
To erect walls and masks.
Barricades to keep from being hurt.
I want to write my poetry.
To be able to trust again.
But i don't know how to
ANYMORE!
Copyright © James Rutan | Year Posted 2017
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James Rutan Poem
I was born in the city
But was raised in the country.
Now I'm back in the city
With no desire to leave.
I am an anomaly
Nothing special you see,
I'm simply me.
As i was raised in the contry
I love to be surrounded by trees,
Yet the city life has grown on me,
And I can't leave it behind.
I am an anomaly
Nothing special to see,
I'm simply me.
Alone I become depressed,
Lost in the whirlwind of my thoughts.
But as part of a crowd
I become Anxious and it won't be repressed!
I am an anomaly
Nothing special to see,
I'm simply me.
I have an intellect so high
People said I was destined to be great.
I no longer wish to be that guy.
I simply wish to be happy!
I am an anomaly
Nothing special you see,
I'm simply me.
There are many more examples,
And if still you don't see,
well That's alright.
only I can understand my anomaly.
I am an anomaly
Nothing special to see,
I'm simply me.
I know many won't understand me,
For I am a flowing river
Ever changing with the tide of time.
Just as you are all guilty of that same crime!
I may be an anomaly,
But so are you
Nothing special to see.
A fact grasped by so few,
and yet truly we,
Even those who never knew,
are all in fact our own
ANOMALIES!
Copyright © James Rutan | Year Posted 2017
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