Poems By Ruth

Oblivious

(Wednesday, June 15th, 2016 (7 ish pm))

Here comes life knocking at my door

Asking me for so much more than I'm gunning for

I run when I can but when I sleep its lost

In a pool of hurt, betrayal, empathy, all the worst cost

Yes... That's it the cost of living, the cost of love

I can see it going now, trying to fly away like a dove

I try to play off all the things that drag me down

I can see it I'm a princess in a tower with a stolen crown

I wait to be rescued but nobody would hear a sound

I cry for help, for release, but there's nobody to be found

Nobody likes to hear a broken record or read something sad

It's really depressing when the blood floods it's really bad

But somethings got to be done to keep feeling

Keep my mind from racing from reeling.

When all I feel is empty and nobody can fill me up

When you feel like your life could be just hiccup

The flashes of freedom come and go

Of a better, more filling life you could know

Of the side caress of a hand on your cheek

Of the high you could feel, of the very peak.

There's the memory of something better

Once in awhile you see it that beautiful answer

The thought that keeps you going on days when you'd rather not

You are finally feeling good again and then bam! You're caught

Life sinks it's hungry fangs into you again, draining you

You struggle and fight, you try too...

But you feel yourself sinking into the deep

It takes all you can to float, to try, to keep

Keep steady and above the waves threatening your very existence

Please someone help, show us some guidance

Is there hope for the broken hearted?

The answer is automatically, yes, & we're cured!...

Or are we? Really?

So someone cared? Heard my plea?

I have a tuff time believing that

Like everything better if we just talk, chat?

Give me a fucking break.

Okay let's just pretend to care keep it nice & fake.

I love acting anyway

Like I can't just wait till night to cry, when it's a done day.