My Beliefs Sift through All That Discourages When I am Adjacent To Happiness

Driven

Driven

I had a picture of you perfect
And its unfair these things
that you read in to
misreading me
all the time knowing
here I am
And I suppose all the drugs gave
me a different outcome every time
I’d tried to categorize what it was I seen
maybe all is nothing and too much
is none at all
To others it’s just some
 and I give it all
relentlessly
stupidity how emotion derides the
need for reality and under pressure focuses
cause rationality isn’t real
until the experience fortifies and knowledge of
not knowing becomes potent
Seeping to stay like a memory beneath
the skin
A second sight of things left unsaid
And I can’t understand why it’s all got to be so complicated
Silently

Desmond Copyright 2002 All Rights Reserved


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