Non-Progressive Reflections Poem by adam reed

Non-Progressive Reflections



when im at work im on autopilot
when im alone i turn off inside
i dont know where to go from here
its like my heart has finally found a place to hide
a space to reside that wont let me cry
and im afraid i might waste time
searching for it world wide
its not like i cant afford it
i used to think i was working so hard for the future i wanted
that future vanished and now im a little lost
and, in myself, a little dissappointed
whats next? what do i need?
a new goal? a new dream?
where do i go from here? what makes me happy?
i just dont know anymore
its like i dont know me
im a little lonely. a little sad.
i dont even know why im writing this really
....whatever

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rachel Streek 13 January 2013

Nice poem. Well written. A poem many can relate to

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Sandy Player 24 December 2012

These questions are asked throughout millennia, yet there is no great answer. Irony is, why do we still bother asking the questions? I think you answered quite nicely with whatever! Nice stuff, keep it rolling.-M

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