Vincent Bailey

Rookie (12-27-1992)

Self Thoughts - Poem by Vincent Bailey

Sleepless nights
Visions of endless sights
I'm lost
I know nothing of what to think
What's right, what's wrong
Back an forth, ping pong
Ringing sounds, ding dong
Sum1 help me sum1 save me
From well I don't even know
Who's my friend an who's my foe
Who's real an who's just a hoe
I wish of a brighter picture
A picture with a solid figure
Of what is suposed to be
The right path for me
But instead I see blurry
I see me in such a hurry
To dedicate myself to something I don't evn understand
If only i could see it like the palm of my hand
If only I could grasp a hold of something I truly knew
Not something of the past but of something brand new
Stop tripping on things that r not so clear
An stepping toward things I can actually see an hear
Things that will make me happy an smile from ear to ear
But easier said than done..

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  • Captain Cur (7/10/2012 1:39:00 PM)

    Wow what a diatribe! Loved it. Good write! (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Wednesday, July 11, 2012

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