What's The Difference Poem by Matt Mondschein
What's The Difference
I still feel pain
I still cry
Twenty -four hours
Make a day
What's the difference?
The nights so quiet
I still hear my heart beat
And when I hurt
I still bleed
What's the difference?
Six years I was sober
And the grass is still green
But now I smoke weed
Will it make me normal?
I can't tell
What's the difference?
There will be those
Who don't see it my way
And those who are prisoners
Of themselves
I can't tell
Are they normal, if not
What's the difference
I'm leaving soon
As scared as I came
And given some time
I'll have problems again
But this time around
I know
What the difference is
Smoking weed? More to life than smoking fatties, mate. Drink your fill, bang your head against the wall, forget her and move on...that's what I say. Anyways...cool poem, mate. Laters...
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5/6/2024 1:26:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This writing flowed and was thought provoking. Sometimes we ask, 'What's the difference, ' and if a difference would have made a difference. It seems no matter what you say, do, have done, it all seems to come back to where it all began. I am hoping that in your life, you will find some peace as I know what it is like always running, and looking for that which is missing or never received. Take care.....and praying you find some peace.....