Poetry & Art

Not quite 10 am my time…. it’s already been a difficult day….  sorry for my rants.

Another of my poems…..  hope some one can relate.

this one is appro po for today…. titled “Killing Thoughts”

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No one around to pick me up,

livin’ a life that’s stuck in a rut.

Just sittin’ around, lonesome and blue,

lookin’ for ways to get my mind off you.

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The sound of my thoughts is all I hear,

those of suicide are the ones I fear.

I don’t like myself or anything about me,

with rope in hand I search for a tall tree.

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Lack of confidence, low self-esteem,

mounting frustration, eyes without gleem.

Signs are they all, of impending disaster,

the end rushes at me, faster and faster.

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With no one around to share how I feel,

it will take forever for my soul to heal.

I can’t do it myself, no not all alone,

can’t somebody hear me? My life I bemoan!

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I don’t have the guts to make it end,

it’s taking too long to finally mend.

Oh! To be rid of this sadness and sorrow!

I turn my back on today and look for tomorrow.

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Thanks […]

what’s the line in the entertainment biz? “Once more, with feeling!”? Here’s another

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I don’t understand why I feel so bad,

I thought I was over the feelings I had.

There’s no one to talk to or help me out,

I just wish I knew what this was about.

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It can be so confusing, sometimes I don’t know,

what it is that I do, or where it is I go.

Yes I’m alone, but at times I don’t mind,

it’s just that right now, life is a grind.

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If it weren’t for […]

For all the help and encouragement…. to everyone. I’ve only been here since Saturday, but this place was crucial to my survival through Sunday and yesterday….  I have been encouraged to post some of my writings…. and although I’ve never shared them before this past weekend, I feel it’s the least I can do….. here is another…. titled “If Things Don’t Change”…

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With my feelings,

there’s no pickin’ or choosin’

’cause most of the time

they hide away snoozin’

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When I look inside

it’s only perusin’

I’m so empty now

my life I am losin’

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If […]

Alone with my feelings,

there is no one around.

My head is reeling

from all of the sounds.

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They all seem so hazy,

I can’t make them out,

it’s driving me crazy,

I just want to shout.

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As I continue to fight

these things in my head,

the day fades from light

and I get ready for bed.

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As people come in

and out of my life,

they all seem to grin

unaware of the strife.

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The conflicts inside

are strong and yet silent,

from others they hide

but within they are violent.

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First is a new poem, written on Thursday, May 5 2011….. it pretty much explains why I’ve never owned a gun in over 50 years of life…. I’ve never wanted to hurt others….. it is titled “IF I HAD A GUN”

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If I had a gun

I’d show y’all what fun

If I had a gun

we’d never see the sun

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If I had a gun

you’d all still look for some

If I had a gun

I’d be the one you shun

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If I had a gun

there’d be no “we have none”

If I had a gun

it would not be […]

Empty frames on the floor
there’s nothing left to prove who I was before.
I’ll burn the pictures before I leave
and wipe my prints off from the scene,
The embers will help me to grieve.

I need a drink to take, to take me through the day
Sometimes I lie awake and think of my mistakes.
Was there ever a time we weren’t dying
and I wasn’t lying?
I know I fucked up the last two years of your life.

Empty boxes by the door, I’m throwing out all
the clothes that I once wore.
They just don’t seem to fit my shape right now.
My […]