Disconnected
I feel disconnected
to everything around me
somebody once said I was rather neutral
but he couldn't be further from the truth
Feeling too much
to the point of saturation
another emotional crutch
leading to bouts of frustration
Dead end streets
with no secrets left to reveal
all these closeted freaks
trying to convince they're the real deal
How can one straddle a side?
Doesn't it make you feel
so dead and empty inside?
I don't want to be
anyone’s final appeal,
or last meal,
for that matter...
Had an honest dream
one that was really simple
reality popped it
like a teenager's angry pimple
Did you honestly cringe
when you read those words?
well I live it most every day
under fire, in every conceivable way
Still finding reasons
attempting to smile
fighting back their reasoning
because I'm on trial
People I cared about
have turned their backs on me
treating me like the enemy
how's that for rationality?
mathiasthom
written 12/19/09
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