I have lost my best suggestion
Can’t lie, this causes aggression
Bordering a minor obsession
Causing internal secession

When words fall on deaf ears
A succession of truth and fears
When The last of the volunteers
Haven’t stopped by in years

The numbers once vast
Have been long overcast
Letting go of the past
Is as quick as a gun blast

Forgotten what I wanted to be
Sometimes I can not seem to see
What passes by right in front of me
Gone before I have a chance to flee

Discouraged I slowly become
Seems I have forgotten fun
And thus my world is undone
Feeling I must be on the run

Yet I continue to remain
Often creating internal pain
Thus creating armor in vain
For it was long before stained

As my words leave a trail
Proving that I am just as frail
Singing a small tail
While this sinking boat I do pail

Hello, hello, hello….
My words are a constant flow
That no one could ever know
Cause for them its just a show

Forgotten by the next tomorrow
Replaced is all of the sorrow
By life who seeks time to borrow
Pulling you from the yarrow

So speak no more I shall
For it doesn’t matter the locale
For my world is my pascal
To you its just irrational


About shoelessboywonder

Poet and cook, I'm just starting out in the web world trying to grow a fan base for my poetry, it seems like its off to a good start and the site is also made for me to improve upon my writing skills so please rate and comment on the poems you like best, feedback is the greatest way to success thanks for checking me out and my site. View all posts by shoelessboywonder

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