Circles

There’s no way out.
I’m trapped here, with nowhere to go,
The way is visible, but it doesn’t seem to show.
There’s no way out.
What’s right seems to be wrong under a certain shade of light,
Shift that shade a different way then what’s wrong seems right.
How do you deal with a problem like that?
When it was you, yourself, that initiated the attack.
What’s wrong seems right,
What’s right seems wrong.
To this confusing tune I sing my song.
I’d like to sit back, and watch it all go by,
My mangled up brain tells me to do otherwise.
I am tired.
I need sleep.
I can feel my heart down in my feet.
I feel empty.
I feel numb.
I feel my heart’s a black hole sun.
Maybe if I look hard in one of those very unlikely spots,
Out will pop an answer for all my dark thoughts.
And maybe pigs will fly and wars will stop,
And humans will think less like ox.
Till that day comes to dawn, I’ll try and keep to the path I’m on,
One wonders what will happen in the end,
I’ll probably be faced with this problem again.

Copyright © 2002 Reza Sallehuddin

Wow...I like very much....wish I could write poetry... But here is a flower! Look how pretty! ^_^

hey u almost rhymed ureself there. haha.