Sometimes

[Fitz Kreiner]

Sometimes.

Sometimes I feel invisible, sometimes I'm conspicuous.
Sometimes I feel down, sometimes I’m like a clown.
Sometimes I don’t want anything, others I want it all.
Sometimes I like people, sometimes I get annoyed.

Sometimes I just want to eat, Sometimes I just want to drink.
Sometimes I feel alone, sometimes I feel overcrowded.
Sometimes I wish I were drunk, sometimes I wish I were sober.
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t here, sometimes I’m glad I am.

Sometimes I feel lonely, sometimes I crave company.
Sometimes I wish I could write, sometimes I wish I had talent.
Sometimes I show emotion, sometimes I hold back.
Always I miss you, my friends, my loves.

[John Darnacan]

An intetresting poetic expression. Original, I take it?

[Fitz Kreiner]

yep. just a quick one, written in about five mins.

[John Darnacan]

Speed poetry? Is that used for speed dating?

[Fitz Kreiner]

lol, i dunno about that. the first thing ive written for quite a long time (Poetry wise). i used to have quite a nice little anthology of my own works. but unfortunately i lost quite a lot of it!

i do have an unfinished work here;

1914

Lest we forget their legacy,
To understand their struggle for freedom,
Top brass killing without mercy,
Old alliances forged with bloodshed,
From a shot: June 28, 1914.

Death dealt out by a Black Hand,
Sleeping giants awoken sharply,
Millions mobilised across the land,
Rich or poor, sign up for their death,
Digging in deep, intent to stay.

Bloodlust, anger, fear and hate,
All artillery poised to kill.
Can’t we stop before it’s too late?
How many will loose their lives?
How many families will be destroyed?