Drunken Poem

Anguish of the past,

I will not let it last

memories that make me squirm

how else could I learn?

Wishing for nothing but to be heard

wishing I could be envied like a bird

hoping that one day I’d find my light.

 

The one not so admired

suddenly had me inspired

it struck me that my path was not so right.

 

Feeling let down

yet so far from the ground

I checked myself and looked down to myself

 

What else could there be

how else can I heal me

Is there a way to be at peace?

 

When suddenly I looked up thinking is was time to give up,

Then realized it was all there within me.