While My Thoughts Are Being Collected

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taken from my book, "Does It Bother You Much?"

Submitted: January 17, 2018

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Submitted: January 17, 2018



While My Thoughts Are Being Collected


Sworn to destroy me

My enemies are

Then, one day, I will die


Riled up, inside

Going nowhere

And someday, I will snap


Trying to succeed in life

But how can I?

Nobody wants me to live


All my dreams

Ripped out of my heart

Disappear, before me


I drift downstream

Get carried away

And lose myself, within myself


Not knowing where

Or how to be myself

Who ever that may be


The sounds of freedom

Cannot be heard by me

As I am told to "leave"


It's an awful feeling

And I have to feel it

Because I'm the one who's me


I don't get to let go of life

Because life's got ahold of me

I have to go thru the storm


Nothings' gonna be O.K.

It'll always be this way

I'll suffer forevermore


Unable to rely

On any thought of mine

I'll just rush thru the world and die


Perspectively lost

With nothing going on

I fall to myself


Nothing will pick me up

I'll continue to drop

And stay fucked up


The massive doubt

That weighs heavily

Does not get tossed out


Within a world

That don't fuck around

I see it's reality shown


Complain with me

And you'll see what I mean

When I say "life is a bad thing"


01-12-'18 #4

D. L. Cannon

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