Halfway to Nowhere

I know the sun is shining,

but I can never see it, when I just keep unwinding

and thinking things like this

 

A sweet scent surrounds me,

and there is nothing wrong,

but still there is sadness in the distance,

yet I go along,

 

Going along, that's all I've ever done,

never stopped to think of what lies ahead,

feelings growing like a weed,

overwatered, drowning, dead

But now I am just sitting all alone

Thinking of what had gone wrong

But still, no matter, I keep going along

 

Going down an empty road

Going down a path which I have feared,

Feeling every second go

Every moment that was shared

is disappearing by the minutes

As I'm going down that path,

halfway to nowhere.

 

Burdens on my conscience,

everywhere I see,

that no one can tell what has gone wrong

No, they just let me be

 

Lasting out the hours,

like sand running through my hands,

feeling like it's over,

no one understands.

 

"Every day's a new day",

but it doesn't mean it's better

drowning in my own misery,

doesn't seem so bad.

 

Why is it I lift things,

that I can't bear to hold

Yes, everyday's a new day

but each second is too old

 

Going along - that's all I've ever done,

Never stop to think of what lies ahead

Feelings growing like a weed,

overwatered, drowning dead

But now I am just sitting all alone

Thinking of what had gone wrong

But still, no matter, I just keep going along

 

Staring at the stars at night

Ashamed of what I have done

Then looking at the moon, for loving

My very own midnight sun

How can I start over,

When I am past the point of no return

Wishing I could go back,

Silently I yearn.

 

Now sitting by the sunrise,

watching my past with closed eyes,

Dawning with a presence I long to have,

with absence of my lies.

Feeling so strong and able,

but not anymore,

placing my emotions on the table,

I am weak to the core.

 

Having my face to the ground,

Freezing sensations binding like a vine,

silencing everything around me,

I don't hear a sound.

 

Now I sit, all alone,

Bearing myself as a whole,

Crawling through the emptiness,

Thinking I can still pull through,

But still I see, in the back of my mind,

Without you,

there is no me,

and without me,

there is no you.

Author's Note

Haha, I actually wrote this a year and a half ago... :D

Reviews

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

deeply touching emotions expressed here. Sometimes we do find ourselves kicking our selves for just going along with things we don't agree with. I may not be understanding this piece exactly right because I keep finding myself drawn to the last stanza..........there is no me without you.....a loss, a painful one. An excellent piece

[Antonio Valentino]

read through several of your pieces and this one really stuck out... absolutely love hte title... you have a nice pen here, keep filling it and emptying it with ink... liking your style a lot.

Antonio :)

[Akoka Folami]

Whenever I read this, I always think of little girl wandering on a blank white-washed world, and the only other object existing is an old scraggled Maple Tree. No matter how long she walks, the tree is the same long distance away, and the emotion is always the same constant feeling...

[Bare trees]

The burden of regret is a heavy weight to lift sometimes. You did a great job of involving the reader on this and a fine job of writing. A great poem.

[One Metallic Teardrop]

This is amazing, you tell a very vivid story with your words. I think this poem is a masterpeice. My favourite Stanza was ``Why is it I lift things, that I can't bear to hold. Yes, everyday's a new day but each second is too old``. Your flow is incredible. Great job : )

[Seshat Nidaba]

What a human poem, you manage to make use of the cliche, and make it ever so natural.

[BriAnna Wyble]

stunningly crafted! such elegance and the flow is flawless. excellent poem.

[Ecko]

Very touching