pay no attention to it and you won't fail at life


Who needs thoughts like these...

Lying in bed
awake, dazed with misery
thoughts of a thousand colors flying through my brain
listening listlessly to the bird outside my window
and wondering

"Ice cream with jimmies
or without
Ma'am?"
I pay no heed
what does it matter?
nothing really matters
you are gone and I am going

Is that all there is to it?
I think not
and yet surely this is the end
the time when we all must face our dreams
----not daydreams, no, never
but the dreams of our mind's creation
haunting us like shadows during the day
to return in full force, bearing arms, at night

Flee this army of terror! Don't let it consume you
don't let it rip you to shreds
and take you away from me
the way the tide of my mind
took him





Words by PoeticProcrastination
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Written on 2006-02-26 at 05:10

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Zoya Zaidi
Very well expressed, such thoughts crowding your mind, one on top of the oyher are truly very hrd to pathom, leave alone to figure out how to pen them down.
Yo uhave done a good job of penning down tou bizzare thoughts!
((((well done))))
Bravo, poetic!
Love,xx, Zoya
2006-02-26


Marie
Very random! Could be made with so many messages behind the words! Very good!!!
2006-02-26


SlipThruCracks
Wow. That's one hell of a punch that that last group of lines packs. One hell indeed.

Well. I think....

Well.

You know.

[Actually you probably don't. But neither do I.]

Additionally, the bit in quotations acts as a sort of a hook. It stands out from the rest as something... different from the tone of the rest of everything else here. I find that interesting. And good.

And one last thing before we go------

you are gone and I am going

is so intensely filled with the quality of being empty. Which I would say is bad in general for you, but it really... the work really reflects. You've captured it powerfully and colorfully. And I don't want to say I like it because of my personal attachments to you, but I really do like it.

But that is an odd feeling. To be so full of nothing that you think you are going to burst. Except you can't possibly fathom HOW you would even go about bursting, since you are totally and utterly empty.

I am like that a lot.

And it's strange.

But probably better for those around me than to be brimming with anger. Because that's not nice.

Well, neither is to be empty.

But, you know.

Possibly.
2006-02-26


Mary
well i guess i'm doomed to fail at life anyway so i'll pay attention to this WONDERFULLY RANDOM yet completely focused poem
2006-02-26