The Question

by Raven   Dec 23, 2010


The question continues to linger
but the answer has not shown itself
all i can do is twitch my fingers
and maybe ask for help.

the feeling i have continues to grow
as if this questionable thought
is going to make me grow
into the person that I've always fought.

the nerves i have continue to fly
only myself to blame
but i have been getting by
even thought this has become a game.

the question continues to wonder
around my brain
with each day it becomes fonder
which i begin to feel insane.

these feelings are uneasy and true
yet i take no action
in finding the truth
of these questions in my head.

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