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Twenny Ten
A year
a day
a moment
I'll never forget.....
.....they came
I gave
Tripped up
Loads of regret
"Doing me" in the midst
of a bad situation
On my knees begging the bosses
receiving nothing more
than gross aggravation....
....thus begins the disaggregation
of my "so called" life.
Twenny Ten........
.....the engine momentarily coughed
That which had always been so strong
Satan poked through a rusty spot
that was just a little bit soft.
Exploited me
totally
Blaming myself
completely....
....for feeling bad
being sad
Working sick
needing to be fixed
Finding truth
Bustin' loose
Loosing my self esteem
Taking one for the damned team........
.......for something that didn't even amount to a hill of beans
Two years later, nearing the end
Wondering if my life will ever be the same again
Numerous times, I've placed the knife to my wrist
Thinking that if I cut deeply, my life would become
sheer bliss
Friends say they know the substance of the man
He's never known trouble
He's always done the best that he can
"A slap on the wrist,
you can get through this"
I appreciate your kind words
but in kindness
the point you've seemed to miss
....the reasons that I hurt so bad
and at night when I'm alone, I feel so sad
So damned mad.....wanting my existence to be
just like the one that I had
Before........
.......but will I ever again run back
through that Golden door
Will I ever be that Golden Boy again?
Will the pharisees ever forget my sin?
Yet in the dusty corners of my mind
I know change must come
There's a better day
right down the line
As a man of faith, my heart knows
that as one door closes, another opens
better days await and only my God knows....
......but the weakness of the flesh still wonders
Will this pain ever reach an end?
I pray that this test I shall never see again
This is but a battle; the war is mine to win
If I can survive and erase
the memories of.........
.......Twenny Ten
a day
a moment
I'll never forget.....
.....they came
I gave
Tripped up
Loads of regret
"Doing me" in the midst
of a bad situation
On my knees begging the bosses
receiving nothing more
than gross aggravation....
....thus begins the disaggregation
of my "so called" life.
Twenny Ten........
.....the engine momentarily coughed
That which had always been so strong
Satan poked through a rusty spot
that was just a little bit soft.
Exploited me
totally
Blaming myself
completely....
....for feeling bad
being sad
Working sick
needing to be fixed
Finding truth
Bustin' loose
Loosing my self esteem
Taking one for the damned team........
.......for something that didn't even amount to a hill of beans
Two years later, nearing the end
Wondering if my life will ever be the same again
Numerous times, I've placed the knife to my wrist
Thinking that if I cut deeply, my life would become
sheer bliss
Friends say they know the substance of the man
He's never known trouble
He's always done the best that he can
"A slap on the wrist,
you can get through this"
I appreciate your kind words
but in kindness
the point you've seemed to miss
....the reasons that I hurt so bad
and at night when I'm alone, I feel so sad
So damned mad.....wanting my existence to be
just like the one that I had
Before........
.......but will I ever again run back
through that Golden door
Will I ever be that Golden Boy again?
Will the pharisees ever forget my sin?
Yet in the dusty corners of my mind
I know change must come
There's a better day
right down the line
As a man of faith, my heart knows
that as one door closes, another opens
better days await and only my God knows....
......but the weakness of the flesh still wonders
Will this pain ever reach an end?
I pray that this test I shall never see again
This is but a battle; the war is mine to win
If I can survive and erase
the memories of.........
.......Twenny Ten
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