I was dying yesterday
in the rain
at 12:15
and it seems so insane
that I am still alive on this day
I have found myself in a new life
but with old memories
I doubt myself
of doing any better in this light
because surely if I died first
I'd get lost again in this second life
I'm still the same person
with the same memories,
the same mistakes
and I am not a risk taker
I am anything but
but I have a chance that I should take
why must I even think to surrender and fail
and yet right now I am wasting this time
consumed in nonsense
when I should be living for you
and trying to save you at this very moment
I saw it in your eyes
there was something beyond sorrow
and I saw new scars and bruises
mostly hidden by your clothes
I should have been there for you
but the world is all about should have's and what if's
and yet we make the same mistakes again and again
and we continuously let the rain soak us,
the tears of the sky pounding hard on the Earth
wherever we look
and we feel confusion and fear
when really we're just trying to run away
from reality and depressing hearts
that could poison us and tear us apart
YOU ARE READING
Feeling Indigo, how about you?
PoetryJust a thing for random stuff that sometimes go through my head. I think most of these are my failure attempts at a poem but I can't really write anyway.