Michael Carlson

Rookie (12/30/1994 / Phoenix, Arizona)

The Same Old Story - Poem by Michael Carlson

Same Old Story

It's the same old story
Day after day
There is always worry
And the sky is always gray

Everyone around me is a blur
My world is spinning
Of everything I'm never sure
My vision begins thinning

I feel the same old things
They start to loose their meaning
And day after day each one never brings
The beginning of a never spring

I don't know what I'm doing anymore
Maybe I'll just lye still
Maybe lay down a bit on the floor
or i could just take a pill...

What is life if there is nothing to feel
Is it then fake
Or is it still real?
Maybe i will wake

Find it's all just a dream
Where nothings as it seems
Where no metal ever gives a sheen
And where life has gone up in steam

I just want to close my eyes
End this day
End these gray skies
My life will not be a stupid play

Everybody's life comes to an end
No matter where or when
I'm rushing faster and faster towards that bend
And it'll be like I have never been....


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 6, 2008



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