For What Its Worth - poems

For What Its Worth

2-25-15

My words rage silent
the wave I ride it
I write them down
so they make sense somehow
I don't know what they mean
but in my head they are going to scream
I need to get them out
and self destruction I do it without
I sometimes read them over and think
maybe the lord above is pushing me to the brink
so I can write about how terrible I feel
and maybe heal
maybe there's someone out there
that can relate with even a smidgen of care
I push through each day
blind all the way
I can't help but dream
that there's a plan for this mean
the way people treat me
and the pain they can't see
so I'm writing today
if there's a will there's a way
if there's a reason for this living I'm trying to understand
and I just hope someone gives a damn
I'm writing because I've had enough
dealt with too much
and for what its worth if anything
I'm barely living
I don't know how to make sense of the days
but if there's a reason I know that someday I will be okay