a random freeform poem written a in cold blaze of sadness. i don’t really write freeform poetry but this one felt really all over the place. i didn’t even edited this much, just two to three lines. anyway, here it is.
Beyond Today
ticking, tocking
time painfully passing through
waiting, readying
for another day i could start anew
lying, betraying
me and every one of my minds
stalling, holding
the first step to the better side
it seems i have a knack for putting myself down
a thousand smiles, destroyed by one frown
so many beginnings i’ve had
it’s becoming more of a fad
never seeing the end
always reset, that’s the trend
sitting, rather fitting
for a man who stood up for nothing
staring, but never looking beyond
insecurity’s haze and doubt’s clouds
salvation is there, but only in pity
help wants to reach out, its tired eyes showing determination
you don’t deserve it
but you grab it anyway
cause always, always, maybe there’s someting better
beyond today
