Chalk outline of my latest dream
Just another wasted day
Life is never what it seems
And it slowly slips away
A step behind - I run faster
Goals slowly fading from sight
Then the slave becomes the master
Days melt into sleepless nights
Can't stand the rain, can't beat the heat
Can't dull the pain, can't find relief
no relief
Walking down a dirty street
Hands deep within my pockets
Head low, afraid of who I'll meet
My loneliness skyrockets
Shy away from friendly smiles
Avoid the wanting in lonely eyes
Move along through empty miles
No way I can sympathize
Can't stand the rain, can't take the heat
Can't fight the pain, can't find relief
no relief
Little ambition leads to sorrow
I try to keep treading water
Will I be around tomorrow?
Does it matter if I falter?
Can't stand the rain
Can't stand the heat
Can't live in pain
Can't find relief
no relief
This is an old song lyric I wrote right after high school, I believe.
2 comments:
Hi,
I travelled here from seeing your insightful comment on Soulless' site. This poem has a strong rhythm. I'm not surprised it was written as a song lyric.
As an insomniac (but also a daydreamer :), these phrases stood out to me:
"Then the slave becomes the master
Days melt into sleepless nights"
I look forward to discovering more of your site.
Thank you silvermoon. Hopefully you will find more interesting pieces, both old and new. I look forward to your comments.
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