For crying out loud

 For crying out loud

A lot of drama follows me in my shadow these days

don’t come near me

so tired I could sleep through the blinding lights

of a football stadium

I have been here so many times before

and it feels weird and familiar at the same time

an image comes to mind

poppies in a barren field

but blue not red

strangely familiar

just a little out of touch

I am trying to make it all poetic

franticaly trying

to get out of the static

that my days have become

to make it all flow again somehow

and grow

and bloom

but I wonder

when is this rotten struggle of mine ever going to end

not in a good way, it will

karma is a bitch.

But my dreams deliver hope and all that

and even

‘ for crying out loud ‘

goes down into the ditch

One thing I do know

loving endlessly I put the question marks aside

so in the end I am still

feeling confident and rich .