M's Poetry
Next To Nothing
It's that feeling in the pit of my stomach
that never quites evaporates
the voices inside of my head
that tell me I can never compensate
for the losses and baggage
that make it all the more tragic
and how everytime I think I am there
you make me feel next to nothing
I went around the world, seen so many places
but it doesn't matter the location
you made my mind a prison
I am not enough, I am all that you have
if I am so important
than why is my spirit so low
never really simple to describe
I feel terrified in this tide
next to nothing....
there is this trophy that I so badly want
only I can't seem to find all that I need
to ever obtain a feeling of more
next to nothing has become my state
all pleasure seems gone....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
that never quites evaporates
the voices inside of my head
that tell me I can never compensate
for the losses and baggage
that make it all the more tragic
and how everytime I think I am there
you make me feel next to nothing
I went around the world, seen so many places
but it doesn't matter the location
you made my mind a prison
I am not enough, I am all that you have
if I am so important
than why is my spirit so low
never really simple to describe
I feel terrified in this tide
next to nothing....
there is this trophy that I so badly want
only I can't seem to find all that I need
to ever obtain a feeling of more
next to nothing has become my state
all pleasure seems gone....
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop