Write Away My Problems Poem by Brendan Whitman

Write Away My Problems



sometimes I just like to sit and think
try to work some things out
while my thoughts drift through ink
then suddenly it hits then, my stomach sinks

that’s why I try an avoid these type of situations
cause most damn close to or
cheap imitation, theirs no rules or regulations
my thoughts stay stationed
my minds constantly caught in formulation
I form this picture in my mind
and this time my mind caught me chasing

only now a month later facing the realization
I really only wished I had known
just now piecing together the information
found it equals a heart broken
dreams and fantasy blown to fragmentation
thought us not seeing each other
would have made you see and have appreciation

but you must be blinded by kindness
and the only good thing to come is inspiration
I guess March isn’t my best month
my father left a seed with no germination
always looking up in desperation
Im really impressed with God's determination
ruining my life takes real dedication

I really like the way he does it combination
my anticipation then followed with
a little more frustration and hatred I hate this
I really struggle to face this
love the collaboration and lack of communication
Im too stubborn your always right
and yea its probably my fault, I'll take the blame

I loved you too much guess is all
but like I said before it will never be the same
please you need to adjust your aim
I really don’t think you could have hurt me more
even if you had tried, looking threw
tear soaked eyes speak through mumbled cries
heart broken, please just leave it where it lye


This wasn’t for you I did it for me
I don’t want you to feel badly
I just don’t want to feel like this one more day

I do apologize, but I just cant understand
why, why is it not there
I guess I just don’t follow lies, and guess that’s why
I cut ties cause everything in life I love.... dies

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Brendan Whitman

Brendan Whitman

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