Friday, March 23, 2018

Mind's Gone Blind

I’m searchin’ hell
for a drink of cold water,
mind’s gone blind,
can’t see to think.

Who’s gonna talk
when there isn’t answers?
Who’s gonna walk
when legs can’t run?

I’ve been freezin’
in the desert.
I’ve been burnin’ in snow.

Who’s gonna pray
when lies get louder?
Who’s gonna sing
when my dyin’ is done?

©Susie Clevenger 2018

I wrote this poem after listening to Larkin Poe's song, Look Away. When inspiration nudges I flow with it.

Friday55 ~ March 23, 2018


  1. Yes, I can feel that dark slide which the song suggests here all too clearly--a lot of questions these days, not many answers except to keep looking...I just worry that the whole point of Hell is that there will never be a glass of cold water...excellent 55, Susie--so glad you came by to help kick the weekend's ass.

  2. This is very lyrical.. I sang the words to myself.

  3. as Kerry notes... and a kick ass tune to accompany ~