Description: This is just how I feel right now...Raisin you said that all I write about it drugs and pain/it's all I feel...but I think that this is the light at the end of the tunnel and thanks for makin me think about that.
The Problem -------------------------------------------
And sometimes you lose
and sometimes it seems like you are just on another bad trip
somewhere amongst the countertop and the floor you find yourself
but I bet it's really hard to believe that you are still there
because half the time you don't even think that you have made any sense
and you don't feel like you use to
you don't feel like you are yourself at all
and it hurts to think that on this way to discovery all that you discovered is that you lost yourself...somewhere in the middle of the lysterine strips in your refrigerator and the footballs in your back yard
melting the bars in your mouth
and you think that you see the truth
the truth that really isn't to be seen at all
because honestly, I don't think that absolutely there is one
but I've lost myself to know this
and I kind of wish I had just been a good girl
but now I'm bitter with what I've found
and I promise you will be too
Very real. I can truly believe this is your life or the lives of many other people. Losing yourself i think happens to almost everyone at some point in their life. Wishing to be a good girl or in my case a good guy would be what i wish for if i could. I love the way you make it that real though not trying to add something that isn't there is a great job and i enjoy your poem a whole lot. Good writing skills.
This is so sad, Jaz. Just think life would be a little easier if you hadn't gotten started in the first place. Maybe you should learn to listen to your big sister, she's wiser than you think. Yeah, I've done some stupid things, but the only place I lost myself was through love, not drugs or alcohol or anything like that. You've done both. This was really beautiful. It brought tears to my sad little eyes.