Sunday, August 31, 2008

Endless Desert

On grainy ground i bursh my cheek
A sandy wind around me reeks
I steady myself and take a look
Around me is a desert without nook
Empty, endless, entire and extreme
I desperately try to shake of this dream
A harsh sun shines on my sight
A reality so painful I cannot fight
Rampant thirst scorches my throat
Like a wandering spirit I aimlessly float
Where is the oasis to end my strife?
To give me comfort and render me life

I feel terribly lost in this emotional wasteland....

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Anxiety

In melancholy silence i passed the days
to kill time I search for ways
In this emotional wasteland I try to survive
My spirits, affections I desperately revive
through phone calls, rendezvous, and the web
I muster courage to pass this ebb
I dream and imagine of days to come
of laughter, romance, and songs to hum
my words betray me, my poetry shies
in rueful tears my vision dries
.....The last few days have been particularly bad. I wish to go back in time.