I'm sitting here alone in this empty room
Reminicent on the things that I've been through
I'm wondering what has changed, what went so completely wrong
What happened to this girl who's spirit was once so strong
Cuz my head is now too clouded by confusion
And I'm beginning to wonder what is total reality and what's seemingly just an illusion
Cuz it always feels like theres something missing
I can't grasp the answers and still no one's listening
Knowing I've lost my way along this path just like a maze
The days and nights roll by and I'm in a sickening daze
Realizing I've let you walk all over me for far too long
And I begin to really wonder if this is where I truely belong
Trying my hardest to tie the shreds of my life back together
But is this really how its going to last forever
Because I feel like I'm only wanted when it's convenient
And it breaks my heart but I guess you just don't see it
Sadly, at one point you said we were like a team
But now I'm throwing my head back as I scream
Tell me, do I really have to live this life??
Author notes
“I accept that DP Robertson can be a complete prick when it comes to commenting on something he obviously doesn’t like – I have waived my right to complain to moderators and owner of this site about his help wrapped in thistles type comments on my beloved poetry. Although I believe DP Robertson may have a bitter and twisted side to his nature, he has the right to criticise my doggerel anyway he sees fit with whatever words he chooses.”
A contest entry
- Cut Me by My Last Breath.x.
450 points, ended November 30, 2007, 33 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - ANYTHING YOUR LITTLE HEART WISHES TO FOB OFF AS POETRY. by dp robertson.
700 points, ended February 11, 2008, 23 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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“I accept that DP Robertson can be a complete prick when it comes to commenting on something he obviously doesn’t like – I have waived my right to complain to moderators and owner of this site about his help wrapped in thistles type comments on my beloved poetry. Although I believe DP Robertson may have a bitter and twisted side to his nature, he has the right to criticise my doggerel anyway he sees fit with whatever words he chooses.”
But now I'm throwing my head back as I scream
What a coincidence, I just got to the end of this and I did the same thing. Some people obviously have an overwhelming urge to rhyme and its like an urge that says go pick cotton without gloves. You just have to resist the urge some days. Unfortunately this was one of those days because this is just a plonky, unmetered mess. As for the title, “Do I Really Have To Live This Life???” I can only blame myself as I did run the comp. Write the same thing from the heart without the false restraint and distracting poxy rhyming and you will have a far better result.
David
Ps start reading some good poetry by well known published authors
pss that may help http://allpoetry.com/column/show/2242851
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