What Do I Want?
Posted on: 18 August 2007
- In: poetry
- 2 Comments
I don’t know what I want
I want something, I know I do
I don’t know what it is
I need something, I wish I knew
I don’t know what I want
I’ve tried ‘most everything the fridge can proffer
The empty bottles line the wall
I know I’m gonna suffer
I don’t know what I want
It’s not as simple as that
Instant gratification was not the cure
It wasn’t the answer I was looking for
I don’t know what I want
Like a caged animal I pace the floor
My temples gripped between my palms
Clamp the fuse of this human bomb
I don’t know what I want
Coiled, wound up, whatever
It’s late; my bed is calling me
Could the answer be simply sleep
I don’t know what I want
I really wish I knew
Through tears of utter frustration
Is it a want, a need, or desperation?
I don’t know what I want
I want something, I know I do
I don’t know what it is
I need something…
copyright 2007 ann raven
2 Responses to "What Do I Want?"
2 | ann
18 August 2007 at 15:35
(((Brian)))
I heard how you read it
you read it to me
you also worked out
what it is that I need
at home with ann 
18 August 2007 at 15:08
To me Ann, I read this as a dramatic stage play. I love this as you know.