Poem in Progress...what'cha think?
Chemical Candy
I wish I
Had somewhere to go,
A bowl to pack,
A line to blow.
A feeling to feel
Or just a thought,
Something to think about,
I know Ive forgot.
My want, to want,
- A need to need -
Someone is growling
The beast needs to feed.
My mind is incased
In a ground glass-shard maze.
Twisting and cutting,
Getting lost here for days.
I was told
My youth would be spent.
But my Get-ups been nowhere,
So it left me it went.
My mood is moot,
Mute button pushed.
The silence is deafening
Meaninglessness understood.
Chemical Candy
I wish I
Had somewhere to go,
A bowl to pack,
A line to blow.
A feeling to feel
Or just a thought,
Something to think about,
I know Ive forgot.
My want, to want,
- A need to need -
Someone is growling
The beast needs to feed.
My mind is incased
In a ground glass-shard maze.
Twisting and cutting,
Getting lost here for days.
I was told
My youth would be spent.
But my Get-ups been nowhere,
So it left me it went.
My mood is moot,
Mute button pushed.
The silence is deafening
Meaninglessness understood.

threestares:
nice poem and picture.
