with these thoughts i could die........ where have the years gone... perplexed and im not sure why... everytime theres some time alone... i sit...i rhyme....i cry... this is my meditation.... tho hardly in a trance.... with these thoughts...these feelings....these consequencs.. i will still continue this dance... emotional baggage....maybe.... to many excuses to really tell.... not sure ive ever been to heaven... tho ive certainly seen hell... in my minds eye.... i can see myself as i was.... was i ever really that naive.... i never thought so...but then agan really....who does... am i supposed to be unique.... some insight not in sight... or i am supposed to ignore these questions.... and call it another night... alone i sit..i wonder.... who ive become...how and why.... alone i sit....i wander.... alone with my thoughts i cry
Reason for writing:
yup...hmmmmmm
Birth sign: Aries
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