New Journal
12 years ago
Been a long while since Ive written any poetry but thought I might try my paw in it again. Recently I have had a huge reminder that I have quite a bit to still learn in life and that I need to press harder to become the man people I care about need me to be. So here goes, rough no doubt but that's exactly what poetry is.
Press On
"PRESS ON!" I keep telling myself, but to what end I know not.
My mind keeps racing, my heart pounding, I'm giving it all I got.
The nights are the darkest, the days no better.
My eyes unable to get much wetter.
PRESS ON!
NO! I don't want to, I can't.
I love him too much, to let go I shan't.
I remember the our experiences and the good times we had.
Even the worst of them don't seem all that bad.
PRESS ON!
I have many regrets on this day,
I should have gave more, that's all I can say.
He still loves me I know, I mean quite a bit,
Yet not in the way I would like, it was best for him to quit.
PRESS ON!
So now I am left with one final way,
to honor his love in the following days.
Press on and be better from it is all I can do,
Bury myself in my work and begin anew.
PRESS ON!
PRESS ON!
PRESS ON!
(and yes I took a liberty with "wetter" as being a word. Sue me ;3
Press On
"PRESS ON!" I keep telling myself, but to what end I know not.
My mind keeps racing, my heart pounding, I'm giving it all I got.
The nights are the darkest, the days no better.
My eyes unable to get much wetter.
PRESS ON!
NO! I don't want to, I can't.
I love him too much, to let go I shan't.
I remember the our experiences and the good times we had.
Even the worst of them don't seem all that bad.
PRESS ON!
I have many regrets on this day,
I should have gave more, that's all I can say.
He still loves me I know, I mean quite a bit,
Yet not in the way I would like, it was best for him to quit.
PRESS ON!
So now I am left with one final way,
to honor his love in the following days.
Press on and be better from it is all I can do,
Bury myself in my work and begin anew.
PRESS ON!
PRESS ON!
PRESS ON!
(and yes I took a liberty with "wetter" as being a word. Sue me ;3
I get the idea from this post that things aren't going so well. >_>
I'm sorry for that, dude. Now comes the hard part as to becoming
the person you want to be. In the mean time, you still have yer local
buds to keep ya going. As fer the poem, it explains a lot of what I was
imagining to happen. Stay strong dude, but remember, it's okay to
show what you're actually feeling if it will help you get over the
whipmery times.