How Many


How Many

How many more tears do I have to cry,

how many more years til I understand why?

How many more of those long sleepless nights?

How much longer till I know im gonna be alright?

Wanting to belong is all that I need,

just wanting to be loved isnt acting in greed.

How many more sad poems will I write as I read,

its hard knowing it all come about from one little seed.

I see so many lives surrounding me with cheer,

then I see myself all balled up in fear.

To bad life doesn't have a wheel I can steer,

I guess I will just sit back down for now im just here.

Will I ever let go of this pain from my past?

or does this nightmare I live plan to always last.

Its all coming at me to hard and to fast,

feeling like im smothered in a full body cast.

Trying to understand where it is I belong,

trying to stay alert,but at the same time stay strong.

No matter what i've done its always been wrong,

at least thats what i have heard for so long.

I turn my head as I sit and pray,

hoping tomorrow brings a peaceful day.

Solitary and alone is how I must stay,

but still the pain and torture wont go away...


Saturday, May 24, 2008

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

cindy2009’s Poems (13)

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A Son, A Soldier, And An Angel 1
Everyone Is Someone 1
To Feel Loved 1
My Best Friend 1
Time Only Knows 1
How Many 0
So Many Men 3
Past And Future 1
Shattered And Torn 1
Not Scared Anymore 0
Opportunities 1
Dark Shadows 2