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Author: Wishdreamer89
Fiction Rated: T - English - Drama - Reviews: 1 - Published: 12-17-06 - Updated: 12-17-06 - Complete - id:2291949

Ever felt like a million dollars during the show?

Ever dropped to despair by the time credits rowed

How does one cope when time isn’t ‘zactly on her side

How does one find the cause if the enemy hides?

I’m left to fend with instinct

When storms knock all the lights out

I won’t play blind parts again

And be something I am not

Help me, reason

Heal me, Jesus

Shakespeare, thou speak truth

in all the right seasons

Write me, pencil

Whisper, counselor

Happiness, stay

For then I won’t cower

I tried wearing bright red

to flaunt newly-fount confidence

Now I’m running blindfolded

Trusting only on providence

The endorphins last night

Carried me places so lofty

But why, oh why, did they go

Now that I’m stuck in biology

Help me, reason

Heal me, Jesus

Shakespeare, thou speak truth

In all the right seasons

Write me, pencil

Whisper, counselor

Happiness, stay

For then I won’t cower

How bout not being kicked down

Once you’re finally getting up

& wiping tears over medals

Just cuz you lost grand cup

How about me loving myself

When there’s nobody else?

& pulling off all these labels

Escaping from this doomed shelf.

Help me, reason

Heal me, Jesus

Shakespeare, thou speak truth

in all the right seasons

Write me, pencil

Whisper, counselor

Happiness, stay

For then I won’t cower

Can’t pretend to loath you

That’s not my type of living

But it doesn’t mean that the soles

Of your shoes are worth kissing

Why can’t I just sleep to dream

Instead to dreaming to sleep, tonight?

Why do my fears bother me

Right as clocks signal bed time?

So...

Help me, reason

Heal me, Jesus

Shakespeare, thou speak truth

in all the right seasons

Write me, pencil

Whisper, counselor

Happiness, stay

For then I won’t cower



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