I'm not sure if this is any good, but I wanted to put it here. I've wanted to write something good for so long, I'm hoping I've finally done it, but I'm not sure at all. I wish I was as good as my teachers used to think I was, I feel like my mind has rotted out or something. I was looking for poems to use, in case my teacher doesn't like the one I chose, but I can't find one I like that isn't written by someone who isn't still alive. I don't even know if this one is good enough, but it's kind of my last shot.
"Born out of desperation"
The dark, lonely night
Is filled with tawdry music
And the haunting glow
Of his old computer screen
His eyes are saucers
Empty
His skin is pale
He's almost dead
The cigarette smoke rises
Around the bags of trash
While the empty takeout boxes
Are the sign he's alive
But barely
Fear has overcome him
What if others judge him?
The conspiracy consumes him
Until he's destroyed
Too afraid to live
Too afraid to die
Too afraid to open up
And too afraid to come outside
He'll stay
Locked away
Until the lights turn off
Until the food runs out
He finds himself running
Into the golden light of day
Begging for another chance
Knowing he's just a stray
There he finds salvation
In a heart as lonely
As his own
And together they continue
Their lives of desperation
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