My Life Said To Me Poem by Nick Kler

One day, my life said to me
Why are you always so mad at me?
I was just an orphan
You adopted me
and brought me here

I have no one else besides you
I do get awfully scared, sometimes
of your ever burning rage
I feel for you
As I was there
But I don't know
how to show it

When ever I find you fast asleep
I quietly leave and I cry all night

Yes, I might be
A little naïve
With the ways
Of this ever changing world

I do admit
I mix them up
Metaphors and reality
How am I ever supposed to?
Show you the way

Yes, when you are lost
Deep within your thoughts
I do have to run
And chase after time

You carry me with
where ever you go
And I carry the bags
Of your past
A little of your pain
and a whole lot of loneliness
I proudly wear upon me
the scars of your holy mess
Your wretchedness

I exist just because of you
The moment you are gone
I shall cease to be
Destitute of any support,
Unprovided with any habitation