Published on September 25, 2005 By Death_By_Beebles In Poetry
So as I sit waiting
waiting for something
anything
that can give me hope

I realize that I live by the pen
because
my swordplay
isn't all up to par.

It would be so much easier
to join the fight or flight
but i'd rather just
contemplate and

sing my random songs
hoping someday
that an angel
will hear my voice.


Comments
on Sep 25, 2005
You've got the singing voice of an angel, Al. (Damn, that sounds gay...but it's true)
I'm sure the angel has heard your voice...or perhaps will very soon. Ah, my college friend...you must fill me in on these subtle things you weave in here.

Very good poem, btw....still got that staccato thing in excellent form.

~Zoo
on Sep 25, 2005
Maybe this Friday Shaun, maybe.

Thanks.
on Sep 26, 2005
yeah, speaking of singing, when are you going to share your song with me?
on Sep 27, 2005
yeah, speaking of singing, when are you going to share your song with me?


Someday. Just wait for it.