Paul Burt Poems

Knock me down, I'll just get back up
Tell me I can't do it, I'll prove you wrong
Lock me in a maze, I'll find a way out
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Been on the road since the beginning
A road that never seems to end
No matter how far I've walked there's no end in sight
But I'll keep on going than turn back
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Darkness surrounds me, it festers within my heart and soul, like maggots feasting on the bloated skin of a diseased corpse.
Sick, twisted and unspeakable thoughts consumes my mind to the point where I want to make them come to life.
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As I walk the streets, the same streets I've walked my whole life.I Look at all the people around me, seeing how they some of them have a good life yeah I know not all of them are perfect, but I can't help but feel sad when I look at how mine turned out. Oh how I wish things were different for me, but how can I when no one wants to even look my way and when they do they treat me like I'm scum.
Here I sit on the corner trying to keep warm with nothing but the clothes on my back watching people walk past me like I'm not even there then the police come and tell me to get lost can't they see that I'm lost already I'm the one nobody wants
The Rain begins to fall and everyone scatters to find a shelter and here I sit in a doorway the only shelter I have I sit there to keep warm and dry but I'm already soaked from the rain I'm so cold you can see the steam from my body heat come from me the rain continues to fall and watch the water circle the drain just like my life did.
Here I sit trying to keep warm and dry with nothing but the wet clothes on my back once more watching people walk by like I don't exist but I do exist but I'm the one nobody wants.
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I walk amongst you but you never see me
You try to bury your dark secrets but I know where to dig
I whisper in your ear but you never hear me
I do not hide, yet you hide in plain sight
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The sun may shine but no warmth comes from it, the streets that once was filled with people going about their daily lives are now empty as the wind howls through them.

No trace of life can be seen or heard
Where has everyone gone?
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As time ticks away, I prepare for my final moment, I see pictures from my life and remember all the good times in my life.
The sunshine beams it's warm rays onto me, I've seen so many things and
done so many things with so little time one person has in life.
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Why Can't I see?
Why Can't I feel?
Am I blinded by the lies?
Am I numb by the pain?
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They won't listen.
Words are pointless, they are getting me nothing and nowhere,
however my actions will speak louder than words.
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Nothing in life is ever truly free
No matter how much people paints and sells the idea of something being free
but in reality it never is, everything has it's price
even someone's life has a price.
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