I just thought I should go
Without a letter of plea
Hear me though the silence
My thoughts are dreary
I feel weary
I apologize to the ones I loved dearly
It seems to me
I've become sleazy
To the point of no return
Problems inside out, problems still return
Just a thought accompanied on what I should learn
But I still don't get it
I come for candy but my teeth don't burn
A fantasy
Fantastic anatomy of the imaginary
Amazing what a mind can bring up
An action to sit up
An action to shut up
What makes me shut up?
This bitter medicine
A better method to calm adrenaline
I'm calm cool collected and castrated
I can't get women that aren't even top rated
I'm tired, alone
Sad, yet no tone
I'm paranoid every where
Even at home
I lie in bed
Listen to my favorite records
Pearl Jam, The Cranberries
Iggy Pop, The Byrds
Stare endlessly at the stars
Until my head hurts
I just got into poetry
Writing my own stuff
Some plagiarizing here and there
Until the writing gets me somewhere
I steal art and make it my own
A quote I stole from Pablo Picasso
I'll stop here as the unknown
This life's got me constricted and trapped
to the bone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem