Spasmodic Contemplations

Resolution

This poem was one of my first ones...probably the first that actually meant something to me.


Resolution

Living my life from day to day,
Getting tired of feeling this way,
Hoping for change from what has been,
But knowing it must begin from within.

Sitting here, feeling bored,
My entire existance always ignored.

Ignorant infatuation drives me wild,
Makes me act like an immature child.

Feeling stupid,
Feeling hopeless,
Constantly weary from feeling hopeless.

Not good enough for you;
Not cool enough for you;
Just wanting to scream, "F***k you!"

But happy to have my true friends
And hoping the friendships will not end.
Knowing we will have to leave,
Our lives' goals we seek to achieve.

Seeking guidance to my life,
Trying to avoid the pain and strife.
Unsure of which path to take,
So this decision I am forced to make.

Weary of wallowing in my sin,
I give over control and turn to Him.


*Heh, well...I kinda "fell off the wangon" so to speak...