Lives

Off to the races
step by step
Falling behind
Until in the end
The midpoint
Is all I’ll
ever reach
The sad truth
Of too many lives

Sad

Why even bother to
Put on a smile when it’s
Clearly not for real

Dark

The darkness
It slips in
Whenever
I think
I can be
Happy.

Keeping down

It seems to be
Once a week
That I stop
And really think
About what happened
So long ago
About what is wrong
With my old brain
About the pain
Rooted so deep
And about why
I keep it down.

Time wasted

A triple header
Of missing Time
Forgotten reasons
No rhymes.

Wasted days
Dark and cold
I blinked an eye
Suddenly I’m old

Fools think
Time stands still
Then one day
They are just ill.

The grave comes quick
On this train
The end of suffering
And of pain.

Downward

Forgetful
Frustrated
Drowning
Depressed
Belittled
Berated
Gone

Burning out

If you knew
How it felt
To be me
Trapped
Battered
Confused
Stuck
In a world
Of failed
Failure
Trying so hard
To comprehend
Why success
Comes so fast