Most Of

Most of life you take sitting down

Too much of love is just running around

I'm usually lost and never found

I get so restless in this town.

 

I see too many of the same faces

Get caught up in all the rat races

Lost in the contempt and failed graces

Of all the love deprived and open-ended chases

 

Said 'i love you' but not sure what it means

You're just fixated on all the guarantees

Most of the rest is just not what it seems

While your head and heart stay stuck in the mezzanine

 

Still learning but my nerves have finally awoke

Love isn't alcohol or cigarette smoke

The feelings aren't in any words you have spoke

Things will always change with or without hope

 

The idea i believe behind all of this mess

Is to fill that void within another's chest

Keep it safe, and don't mind all of the rest

Just give until you leave not a thing suppressed

 

Most of life you stay scared

Too much of forgiveness is just never there

I'm usually lost and always unaware

Of all the harm a human could bare

 

I see too little in everyone's concern

Rather touch the hot coals and know that i'll burn

If i don't live, then how else will i learn

Of it all? i only ask when is it my turn

 

Said 'i hate you' but not sure what it means

It rushes to the brain like amphetamines

Most of the rest is just not what it seems

While your head and heart stay stuck in the mezzanine.

 

Still learning but my nerves have finally awoke

Love isn't the anger or fear you provoke

The feelings aren't in any words you have spoke

Things will always change with or without hope

 

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