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Roll Over, Beethoven
by Alisa JsHe was everything to me
My dreams, my breath and held my heart in his hands
And like the fool I am,
I jumped out …
Wandering around on the byways of living
I’m not living anymore,
Numbed from the pain
Beaten down, broken and smashed
By my own mistakes
And not stepping up …
Normal?
What’s that?
It’s for those who abide
In that land of the living on the other side
Of this madness I call home
This freak show I am …
And I have no one to blame but me
It’s not their fault I’ve chosen this path,
I watch as they run by
Smiling
While I, on the sidelines, deny …
I climb to the top of the evergreen tree
Make like a leaf and fall,
Fast into nothingness
Break down and roll over
Beethoven …
05/14/2007 Posted on 05/15/2007
Copyright © 2026 Alisa Js
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 05/15/07 at 08:21 AM Man, Alisa, when I read this I had to wonder if I didn/t need to call the suicide hotline. Not for you, but for me. This one, like so much of your writing takes you under the earth's crust and leaves you to bake there! Good stuff... |
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