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Waking Up
Know me now,
i know myself more than then
still not fully understood,
but more comfortable in my own skin,
full of contradiction and mixed emotions
yet i can handle what is within
i study the complexities of man
and all that is in his hand
beauty and chaos
impotence and resolution
many stoic fingers and limp members
there was a day that the hours didn't matter
the sun didn't have to shine
i could be dead and that would be fine
night was my womb
my own bed my tomb
in times of absolute depravity i found
a different part of town
get out of bed, momma said
find happiness within yourself
i know myself more than then
still not fully understood,
but more comfortable in my own skin,
full of contradiction and mixed emotions
yet i can handle what is within
i study the complexities of man
and all that is in his hand
beauty and chaos
impotence and resolution
many stoic fingers and limp members
there was a day that the hours didn't matter
the sun didn't have to shine
i could be dead and that would be fine
night was my womb
my own bed my tomb
in times of absolute depravity i found
a different part of town
get out of bed, momma said
find happiness within yourself
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