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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

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I don't know how



I don't know how to talk about romance, and small things
To look in the eyes of another and be honest of heart
So much has been lost that was once mine to cherish
Now the more years that pass by I feel torn further apart.

Do I or don't I want another heart to cherish?
Could dreams of the future become mine to behold?
I worry of such questions as I remember all that was broken
And the wilderness that followed till all of life felt cold.

Life has been brutal and I am still tormented by demons
Sometimes fearing the darkness that sleep always brings
I fear not the shadows or what lurks in the blackness
My fear is for every one and every single thing.

I understand so little and so little of me is understood
I feel conflict and contradiction wherever I've been
Nothing seems normal unless two worlds are colliding
Destroying the soul of all anyone could ever dream.

I still don't know how to get through each new day
I only know that I get through and watch the sun going down
I could cry on a shoulder and curse all of life's journeys
But I'd sooner keep smiling till a better way is found.











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