Message In Stanza

My most limited self belief

Is, “What’s the point?”

I’d rather delay the day away

Than feel heavy like a semi-truck

It’s happened again

A day with unmet expectations 

It must just be my luck 

 

I am tired of reading between every line

Searching amongst junk in a goldmine 

I can sleep for 10 hours a day

Not because I am depressed 

But because I am drained

There is a difference

And I get such pleasure staring into space

My mind can be released from its confinements

 

You say you are good but your collar is ruffled

I trust you but your words are muffled

I am not trying to be crafty

I am just looking for real intention

But next to every bank is a red light district

Why do we ignore the corruption in this world?

I’ll gladly stare into space as long as I feel numb 

(C) Carly Wiggins 2018