Underground Poem by Michael Webb

Underground



Where can I find my mind
It's eluded the light for too long
For in the darkness it thrived
And along the broken heart strings it was hung
The light of the day proves to be weak
In illuminating the feelings of when I was young
The future is dim and bleak
All I want to do is run
What about our time today
Proved to you to be any different
Maybe the fact that I'm to scared to say
Or maybe the fact that you can't listen
Where do I get off
I'm far too blissfully blind
Not too blind to see that this is my stop
On the train of time
No one can tell or see
But I've been down for awhile
Underground while you walk on me
Underground 1000 miles

Thursday, December 11, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: depression
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