the eyes nothing
but empty gardens
of wastelands.
can’t seem to find
any solace in a world
that is nothing
but one big letdown.
words are nice,
but they keep you in it.
you can’t forget
what brings you here
to begin with.
poems think they save you,
but they can’t either !!
one needs a soul
and sometimes that can’t be found either
no matter how hard one
falls fast into a different world
trying to salvage something in the word
while running away from it all.
Running away has always lead me to the place where I ran away from. Running words are no different.
that’s a very nice take britt. I was running away with what I was feeling at that moment.
haha yes never have I been saved by a poem … i have been soothed but never saved xx
thanx….glad that ya liked the piece. sometimes we want to run away from the word, but somehow we come back to it.
I really like this. A poem that seems to be a stream of thoughts that you ponder.
thanx muse. this piece has elements in it that reflect my struggle of which I’m still having to contend with. your comment is very much appreciated.