I feel heavy,
blue smoke around me,
playing the blues,
but I don't hear the song playing,
I wish I could just shut down my brain, turn the off switch,
no thought would flow through it,
it damages me,
racing constantly in circles, these thoughts,
about anything and everything,
I want to shut it down,
ok, maybe I can close my eyes and imagine something wonderful,
but I can't, nothing fantastic comes to mind,
I don't like feeling this way,
staring at the computer,
writing what comes to mind,
what I feel,
I know I have a right to feel this way,
don't I?
I can't stand days like that,
maybe something is missing but I don't know what,
my cat smoky, decided to take a trip somewhere,
you would love him,
he is so smart, I'm not sure if he is a cat,
he acts like a dog,
he'll come back as soon as he starts getting hungry.
well, maybe I put some music on,
and get lost in the rhythm.
~The blues.
Kasia Fedyk
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blue-122/
