Poems by Me

Better

I want to get better.

No, not want,

But better sounds better with "b" as the beginning letter.

So Let me try to say something to not to make myself daunt,

I've decided to get better.

Perhaps that would capture the human meaning of keter..

No, still not the right phrase.

I know what I need, but it's hard to explain,

Like how you know that because of the moon, the sea will raise,

But every time I get close, I fall short, and I look like I'm madly insane.

Work on art,

Read the books,

Look real smart,

Learn to cook,

Hide your face,

Work on art.

Keeping this up, feels so much like I'm a waste of space.

I'll stop and start a new part,

Over heart and wits,

But now we'll stop.

I said "we" now everyone will start to throw fits,

"Stop."

Said the voice of reason to the panic that overtalks.

"Stop?"

Here's your chance for freedome, answer when that door knocks,

It'll only knock three times, before you've run out of lives,

Better start running fore Deadman begins his walk.

Now you've done it child, he's here and he thrives,

"Game Over" and that means your word were poor choice,

And then I wake up.

But all day, I hear that little voice..

I know the right words, and I know they aren't enough,

They mean a weight of a gold feather,

Not to anyone else,

I need to get better.

Not for anyone by myself,

I know I may fall on that way there,

I'll trip all over my selph,

But sometimes, someone to help can be right here.

Sometimes you got to fall before you fly,

I can get better,

Now all I have to do is try.