My life cracked and dry How did I get here Crawling on the desert floor Year after year I just want it to rain I just want to be washed away Drown me out of this Take me some place Some place new Where the sun won't beat me down Day after day I don't remember The last face I saw I don't remember my name It all just blurs together anymore Everything is just the same Apathetic daze I think I'm losing my sight I live my life now In this dreary haze I watch the horizon I watch for the day That the clouds will come by And wash me away
I think you should make one thread and post all your stuff in it. Anyway, I think it's all been said, I like your poems, especially the elements/motifs of nature in them. Keep it up.
Hmmm. I gonna take a gander, and guess that this is about the sorrow and monotony of every day life; how days seem to blur together. Good job Pidgey, great poem!
Yeeeeeeeeees, of course. I shall call it, Pidgeon Palace of poetry. It will be magnificent! Monotony isn't something I really had in mind when I wrote it, but now that you say it I see where you're getting it from. Anyways, thanks guys!