M's Poetry
What's The Price?
The room is empty and all this silence
and if I let go would I ever stop crying
losing my grasp on this situation
and is it too late to amend my mistakes
to late maybe to save all of us
so many voices run in my mind
telling me I should want more
the scary part is maybe I don't
if I am always content
then how can I want
and I don't know anymore what is best
cuz I seem to be failing so badly at these life's tests
I can't take back what I said
you are my parents
am I the child?
and if I left tomorrow when you even blink an eye?
so don't let me go
please hug me and show me love
why is this family so radioactive
my dad at the corner store
shooting up all those sweet good intentions
and my mom is somewhere on the streets servicing
those old men in Cadillacs
giving money to her pimp
as the power here just turns off
and I lay here so, so cold.....
1996@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
and if I let go would I ever stop crying
losing my grasp on this situation
and is it too late to amend my mistakes
to late maybe to save all of us
so many voices run in my mind
telling me I should want more
the scary part is maybe I don't
if I am always content
then how can I want
and I don't know anymore what is best
cuz I seem to be failing so badly at these life's tests
I can't take back what I said
you are my parents
am I the child?
and if I left tomorrow when you even blink an eye?
so don't let me go
please hug me and show me love
why is this family so radioactive
my dad at the corner store
shooting up all those sweet good intentions
and my mom is somewhere on the streets servicing
those old men in Cadillacs
giving money to her pimp
as the power here just turns off
and I lay here so, so cold.....
1996@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
