Peter Bain

Big Night - Poem by Peter Bain

This is the feels just right
A few things to do then I'm ending the fight
I wrote a few words keeping things neat
I'm not explaining, I'm admitting defeat

Fifty three years, can't see a blue sky
Man, I've tried, just can't see that high
They say 'chin up, it's all within reach'
Optimistic crap that professionals preach

No one really cares. they never really see
My empty eyes are staring, I'm looking in at me.
There once was a moment though, a woman seen my tears
She held me in a warm embrace taking all my fears

All my life I've struggled, felt cold and insecure
She took away the endless pain, a momentary cure
Now I'm back in limbo, I'm done and I'm tired
Putting on that smiley face, laughing when required

This glass holds my future, it's beautiful, deadly and bleak
A liquid switch for final peace, the ending that I seek
The world will trundle on, memories will pass me by
When it's finally over, I'll be no one who happened to die.

Topic(s) of this poem: depression

Comments about Big Night by Peter Bain

  • Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek (8/14/2016 2:29:00 PM)

    So nice Peter, it is so poetic. (Report) Reply

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  • (9/22/2015 2:38:00 PM)

    How morbid and depressing and refreshing honest. Great poem. Just a gentle critique: the long lines that stick out look unsymmetrical and distract the reader. The reader should easily be able to identify with it. Nice rhyme and easy language that conveys a desperation of hope: the idea that you want to be someone more. I would love to see more poetry from you. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (9/21/2015 4:36:00 PM)

    I know you feel, Peter. Keep writing (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, September 21, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, November 21, 2016

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