Going Through The Motions Poem by martin Gedge

POEM " GOING THROUGH THE MOTIONS " by martin gedge

A thousand voices beneath my skin
punching holes in my heart
lost in a maze of confusion like a heat stroke
turning my world dark
no where to turn
but fear the worst is yet to come
a face in a crowd
like a kid with his shoes undone
what a trip
going through the emotions
and climbing up the wall
not showing if I'm coming or going
but knowing I'm gonna fall
feeling like I'm running on empty
with everything turning inside
I don't remember the last time I even laughed
just to start a smile then died
an evil keel temper of a man talking to himself
raging like a monsoon
hell I have enough demons to fill this world
and watch it balloon
in this mirror I see yet a mask with no face
worth to a beating of a pulp
a penny in a pocket now erased
you keep telling your hands not to shake
things are gonna get better
but they often break
I'm no fine china
they said to me just try this thing once
so I took a shot
I was hooked on the book
with a line and sinker
and now look what I got
today you look at me like others do
my skin has been pricked so many times
you'd think I was a tattoo
but that is my inside
a roller coaster ride for life
be it on a spoon or a hot knife
step right up folks see the freak show
he's got a lot to say
standing talking to Jesus on the corner
so you just walk away...

by martin gedge©