I confront it each day It's horrid needless to say The mundanity of my life And the loneliness in strife I cannot bear to see myself anymore Just a worthless soul lost in bore I retain everything that is nothing Through my mind it never fails to ring Each day I try to avoid my thought But it keeps pulling my mind taut I have no where to run or hide I just sit and simmer in a sigh Wondering when it will go away So I can think peaceful if I may And sleep without a wake Or will it push me until I break?
Reason for writing:
Life.
Birth sign: Taurus
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