No Place for Me
Devon Riggan

To change life
into narrow strips,
a sarcastic smile,
hanging at acid lips
it must be what it is,
a scale of harvest,
no kind of fruit to miss,
no dream, no wish,
a yawn of answers,
easy to fulfill,
sweet imagination,
there to kill,
only reality,
hard and clear,
at the tv, the news;
tasteless sensation,
blood and fear,
roll the thoughts
over every tear,
drink away
what isn't there;
the love, the warmth,
the fantasy,
at narrow roads,
nothing is free,
it will never be,
a place for me.

Another good one. Do you do these a lot?

Ryan

Thanks :) and I write poetry a lot, yes.

I have been for the last 6 or 7 years.. just a way to get my thoughts and feelings out :)