Bill Hallsworthy

Rookie - 25 Points (Australia)

Wasting The Days - Poem by Bill Hallsworthy

Melted cheese oozing from my ears
Erratic thoughts building fears
My tears are making my beer salty
Near enough to see but too far to touch
Paralyzed from life, what the truck
My Life sucks, i'm not lucky enough
So I'm here again,
Expressing pain with this pen
Wondering if I’ll make it to heaven?
I spend everything on a ticket to get in
Even though I’m barred from my sins
Scarred from being dumb
Like a baby I suck my thumb
Cos I’m nothing but a lonely bum
Crying for my mum
I feel the fights over
Some times I feel drunk when I’m sober
Dumb rhymes break me from this coma
But I’m far from breaking this code
Does this mean my shop has closed?
So what if I have nothing to offer
My mushy brain is getting softer
The strain is making me uhh derrr
So where should I go?
I honestly don’t know
Cause this path leads up a mountain
Seems too high for me to start climbing
So I sit at the base, wasting time
Wondering if I can find a shortcut
But If I want it, I gotta time it right
I wanna be the kite, not the flier
Soaring in the sky like a magpie
But my brain is fried, and my life is a lie
Unless it’s the truth in disguise
Stuffing with my mind like a trick in my ear
I’m sick of this ship
I roll around the floor in a psychotic fit
I just want a little bit of happiness
To stress less, and to clean up this mess
I’m a thug crossed with a hobo
I’m addicted to drugs and alcohol
My perceptions are biased by my emotions
Floating up and down like there’s no indication
Of reality
Abused…Confused.. ill choose
Weather to run or fall
Weather to Obey or disobey the law
I pick the short straw
And try to make sense of it all
While I fall on the floor
Screaming, seeming not right
No ones here but I’m still in a fight
With my shadow
I know its not real but I am shallow
Hollow in the head
Sorrow is what its been fed
Id know if I had a chance aye
Today is the same as every other day
Why is it I live this way?
Wasting the days away….


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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 12, 2010



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