Lately

-Lately-
by Keaton Foster


Lately
I try
And as I do
More of me
Seems to die
To you
These
Are just words
Summarized
Nonsensical
Alpha numerical
Constructs
Over your head
Leaving most of you
In the deepest end
Wondering
What did I just read
What does it mean
How could this all be
Sending me replies
Sir, with a pen
You are madness
You are sadness
What you said
Makes no sense
Lends no difference
Your words are trash
Bashing God above
Embracing the devil below
Letting us all know
That you dear man
With too many ideas
Are unequivocally insane
Time and again
The messages
Are as above
For mentioned
I never know
How to reply
So often I don’t
I just continue on
A man with his plan
Writing out my days
Telling this world
Even if they refuse
To listen and understand
As to why
Lately
Increasingly
I fear that I’ve become
Sort of lost
Slightly off track
Why I’m really here
Seems somewhat unclear
I just know that I am
The page calls me home
Each new day
And every dark night
I sit right here
Looking at
A blinking indicator
Beckoning me
Say something
Spell it all out
Immortalize yourself
Via these cruel words
Care not for feelings
Be unafraid
Of the consequences
Just fill the damn page
Make them all say
What could it mean
How is to all be
How could he write
Such emotional havoc
Confined within
Such poetic prowess
Lately
I feel like I’ve
Sort of lost it
The truth and purpose
I feel like I can’t
Or won’t be able to do it
But time and again
Here I sit
The blinking cursor
Screaming fill the page
Do what must be done
Even if you feel you can’t
Sit there all night
Sit there every damn day
Blend one to the next
Sleep even less
Until all of your ideas
And world melt into one
Care less of what they say
Just dare not betray
The curse of your ways
Write until nothing is left
Even if forever
Is what it takes…


Lately
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2015.