These days are killing my soul
Busy and not home yet
Technology has taken over
There's not enough art in my life
I love you, but
My science experiment is telling
I'm going to leave your leftovers
on the table till they mold
Clothes are washing
I am finally fed
Time to cleanse and intoxicate
And soon to write myself to sleep
WELCOME
..and here are a few things to keep in mind:
This blog contains mostly my poetry and a few thoughts from time to time. The thoughts will be entered when and wherever I feel necessary to keep things in proper order. Thoughts and things not belonging to me will be denoted with asterisks. Poems will be archived by the date which they were written, not by that which they were posted. I tend to update things a month or few after being written so as to keep current issues from wandering unattended around the web.
Enjoy...
[somberlife was first created July 11, 2004]
“The difficulty of literature is not to write, but to write what you mean; not to affect your reader, but to affect him precisely as you wish.”
~ Robert Louis Stevenson
Friday, September 30, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Contributing Factor
Perhaps it's the loss of control that makes me feel this way.
posted from Bloggeroid
Labels:
anger,
confusion,
depression,
fear,
frustration,
hate,
sadness,
stress
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Progress in Time
Life is a finite thing
Yet the rise of one age
Does not give close to another
Life is a stacking, growing, creeping
Monster
Time progresses
Just as one decade
Lapses into something new
Yet does not draw close
to what came before
So it is
with phases of our own lives
I choose to move toward change
Yet I am not able to eradicate my past
I must keep it
as a sign of where I've been,
what I've seen
the things which I've done
Yet the rise of one age
Does not give close to another
Life is a stacking, growing, creeping
Monster
Time progresses
Just as one decade
Lapses into something new
Yet does not draw close
to what came before
So it is
with phases of our own lives
I choose to move toward change
Yet I am not able to eradicate my past
I must keep it
as a sign of where I've been,
what I've seen
the things which I've done
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Thursday, September 01, 2011
Older. Wiser?
We grow older
And we grow wiser
Sometimes not at the same rate
Sometimes one before the other
And we grow wiser
Sometimes not at the same rate
Sometimes one before the other
posted from Bloggeroid
Monday, August 22, 2011
Buzzword: Downward
Downward spiral is the buzzword for today
Depression, my friend, where have you been
Don't pass me by without sufficient muse
Deposit my fair share of daily inspiration
Depression, my friend, where have you been
Don't pass me by without sufficient muse
Deposit my fair share of daily inspiration
Hell Pays by the Hour
I need to get away from this company
it's a downward spiral of dishonest people
and I don't want to go down with the sinking ship
It's an us against them mentality; win or quit
I refuse to be one of us and I'm not one of them
when push comes to shove, I'll be on the outside
I'm terrified I'm going to start fielding blame
I comprehend what my responsibilities are
but still defer to what is and is not my fault
I'm tired of making multi-layer ethical decisions
Daily
For my career
Where the honest one gets screwed
I feel like it's me against the company
Why does my resolve falter so much
In the face of authority
When I don't even care
I daily near the point of begging
To be fired
it's a downward spiral of dishonest people
and I don't want to go down with the sinking ship
It's an us against them mentality; win or quit
I refuse to be one of us and I'm not one of them
when push comes to shove, I'll be on the outside
I'm terrified I'm going to start fielding blame
I comprehend what my responsibilities are
but still defer to what is and is not my fault
(08-22-11)
I'm tired of making multi-layer ethical decisions
Daily
For my career
Where the honest one gets screwed
I feel like it's me against the company
Why does my resolve falter so much
In the face of authority
When I don't even care
I daily near the point of begging
To be fired
(10-10-2011)
Wrong Side of the Bed
I'm mad at the world today
I need to go back to bed
because apparently
I woke up on the wrong side
I need to go back to bed
because apparently
I woke up on the wrong side