Open Poetry #46 |
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In a Daze |
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Chalmette Guy Senior Member
since 2009-03-11
Posts 1257Louisiana ![]() |
Day after day, night after night falling into the void Somewhere between living and dying A decision, a thought, somehow I had toyed With a choice of laughing or crying My ideas somehow divide me and are flawed And I have to somehow endure Being ripped apart and beaten raw Leaving me broken and impure My feelings are inconsequential and betray And are good for nothing But only to get in the way Yet at least I am something Sometimes I feel the need to lose my mind When I’ve lost that need I’ve lost it all And I know it’s just a matter of time So I delay, hoping to stall But the thing that kills me most Is the reality slowly setting in That who I once was is now a ghost Playing a game with no chance to win |
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LngJhnAg Member Elite
since 1999-07-23
Posts 3508Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion |
This is deep, Guy. Great writing and flow. |
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Andrew Scott Member Elite
since 1999-06-24
Posts 2558Redlands,CA,USA |
I think I've got more than one ghost out there playing games on their own. A deep piece. Thanks for sharing. "We'll chase them like rats across the tundra." |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
"But the thing that kills me most Is the reality slowly setting in That who I once was is now a ghost Playing a game with no chance to win" _________________________________________ Wow and damn! Your endings are alway so powerful....and I relate to this poem more than words can say. This is a poignant, emotionally moving piece. It's also one of your best! |
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