Friday, May 8, 2009

Poetry? Part Eight

STARE

I can see you
Staring
Not caring
Looking at me
What is it that you see?
Is it someone else?
Is it someone you hate?
Can you relate?

Turning it over in my mind
It’s not clear what I will find
I think I’m losing my grip
I feel like I’m about to flip
As you stare right through me


I’m on the edge
I’m losing control
It’s near the end for me
I want to give in
It’s time to stop
What do you see?
Is it someone you can be?
Is it someone like me?

Turning it over in my mind
It’s not clear what I will find
I think I’m losing my grip
I feel like I’m about to flip
As you stare right through me


I forget who I am
Don’t know where to begin
Think I lost my head
Know I can’t go back again
To the place where you are
Do you like the new me?
Will you spend time with me?
Or am I doomed to futility?

Turning it over in my mind
It’s not clear what I will find
I think I’m losing my grip
I feel like I’m about to flip
As you stare right through me


All I see is empty
All I feel is nothing
All I think is blank
All I hope is dead
Is this the way it’s supposed to be?
Or is there more on the way?
Will you guide me to the light?

Turning it over in my mind
It’s not clear what I will find
I think I’m losing my grip
I feel like I’m about to flip
As you stare right through me


Going over in my head
All the things that I did
Taking time to fix mistakes
That were caused by my neglect
Yet I have no regret
Will I make the right choice?
Can I find the right voice?
Will I take the right path?

Turning it over in my mind
It’s not clear what I will find
I think I’m losing my grip
I feel like I’m about to flip
As you stare right through me


Going
Coming
Leaving
Forgetting
Re-thinking
Am I right?
Am I sane?
Can I win?

Turning it over in my mind
It’s not clear what I will find
I think I’m losing my grip
I feel like I’m about to flip
As you stare right through me


Adding to the problems we all have
No way to worry about them all
Can’t help feeling weary
Knowing that it’s too much
Did I do the wrong thing?
Where is the help from above?
Is this the only way?

Turning it over in my mind
It’s not clear what I will find
I think I’m losing my grip
I feel like I’m about to flip
As you stare right through me


Turning it over in my mind
It’s not clear what I will find
I think I’m losing my grip
I feel like I’m about to flip
As you stare right through me
Stare right through me.

2 comments:

  1. This one is good, but maybe a little repetitive on the chorus. It seems to go on for a long time...unless that was intended to heighten the effect of "paranoia"?

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  2. The ideas just kept coming. Maybe if I was more of a 'write for an hour a day' kind of writer, it would have a better structure. All of these poems/songs definitely need a good editing. I basically write them, then post them.

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