I Tried


I try
I try to let it roll away
all the sayings all the advice
no one can make you feel inferior without your consent
dear Eleanor
I must be wearing tacit consent as cologne unaware
my mood is something scraped along a sidewalk in a run down neighborhood
and I try
I try to let it roll away
but the sad and sadder and always going to be hangs on
perhaps it has nobody else to cling to either
focus on others
on the less, the more, the needy
I try
but the color inside of me is dulled
and the rain reminds me I have nowhere to go
so I may as well fall
I tried



About chimerapoet

I write. I write a lot. A. LOT. There are times I am half blind with a sentence ricocheting off the walls of my stupid, cant be shut off to save my life, brain. I am miserable until I get it down on paper. Punch it up a bit. Usually cross out half of it. And then breathe. Relax. Only to do it all again..... But I just thought that was me. How I am. Not a writer....noooo...not me. Writers are.....writing people. People Who Write. REALLY write. Write things that matter. All grown up very important things. Not.....me. I am just a scribbler of sorts. And I was/am content with that....if it's true, well then....a scribbler am I. Until the thought wormed its way in to my brain (the furtive sneaky bitch) that maybe...just maybe...that is writing. My style. My strange way. But....still writing. So here I am at the dance. Not sure I know any of the moves and the music is entirely mine. But.....only one way to find out. Would you care to join me?
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2 Responses to I Tried

  1. bejamin4 says:

    A really cool line: “but the color inside of me is dulled”

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