Knock Some Sense Into Me

Daghost413860 on Apr 3, 2009

Its funny how we know the right choices, but like a zombie, controlled by an unseen power, the right choices are hard to make.

I’m the author of my own pain

and everyday…

I keep writing with the same strain

in every way…

…………………

inside I know which path to walk

but I just cant seem to take

the most simple of endeavors

are the hardest choices to make

on a stake

impaled through the heart

im trying to figure out life

but I don’t know where to start

torn apart

a bag full of confetti

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my minds so twisted

palms sweaty

its all petty

at least lookin’ from outside

but im trapped inside this life

always conquered by my pride

its the way the innocent died

gone and lost forever

something always taken for granted

but in the end the greatest treasure

……………………………

So I’m faced

with another perfect mess

life is a study

so confused by the test

I need rest

something like a vacation

for the rest of my life

permanent escape from frustration

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Comments (4)

Kate Smedley on Apr 3, 2009
I like the imagery of the confetti and love the line ‘always conquered by my pride’, I can identify with that!
ShelliLynn on Apr 3, 2009
Don’t worry, everything works out in the end.
Another good poem! =)
Darla Cooke on Apr 3, 2009
I’ve found it is hard to make the right choices at times.
Aauhein on Apr 7, 2009
I’m the author of my own pain… It’s very strong come on, I like this one.

Hi there!