Blurry Poem by chip reed

Blurry



my guts are steel
strong enveloped in my body
dealing with another day
trying to handle whats fake
whats real
decisions decisions
im a empty bucket just fill
with my reality phased
rough times not a thing to say
and the places my head go raged
i beg to put the lethalness in my mind to lead
to shift off this crazy blurred red
and let no words in this body
go another day unheard when said
not talking to myself, but ill go on
until i rest a trigger finger pulled gun to my head
with those happy thoughts and cheap talk
as i think about things that i oughtta do
i try my best to rest peacefully instead

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chip reed

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jacksonvill florida
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