Depression

It'll never be the same
when someone you love dies.
despite the hope you have inside,
everybody cries.

You miss their every action
even those you did despise
you say you will be okay,
but everybody lies.

I think I'll sleep in.

* * *

I pull myself together
and battle through the gray,
but feeling very lonely
each and every day.

I dream about the woman
who'd chase the pain away,
but she's in love with another
their affection on display.

I think I'll go lay down.

* * *

I really hate myself
though I do not make this known
Feeling like a failure
the prize that's all my own.

The intensity of this feeling
is like a sinking stone
surrounded by my many friends
but I always feel alone.

I think I'll go to bed early.

J.A.Scott

Counting Sheep

I was awake last night
And what did I hear?
Nothing, nothing, nothing
It was nothing I fear.

For I love the late sounds
In the wee of the night.
Be it the wind through the trees
Or my neighbors who fight.

The rain pattering softly
Or the cars whizzing by.
Grand is each hour
I listen, when in bed I lie.

For when I give in
As I drift off to sleep.
The sounds are enacted
Performed in my sleep.

J.A.Scott

The Car Ride

Early morning,
the worlds asleep.
But I am up and ready.

I could sleep in,
turn on my side
and lounge the day away.

I have a date,
so I must flee
it's time for me to ride.

I have no course,
there is is no plan.
Ahead, my only destination.

The air is fresh,
the birds are singing.
As I travel on this lonely road.

Window down,
I feel the brush
of the world passing by.

I sit in silence,
I have no companion.
I do not say a single word.

I like to think,
let my mind wander.
But not of my daily woes.

Time for me,
I'm all alone.
To enjoy my country drive.

J.A.Scott

*A note on this entry. Though my attempt is to match each new poem with a new photo, I cheated on this photo. This photo was actually taken by a friend of mine, and given to me as a gift in a picture frame. I opted to use this photo because I really like it, and think it's so much better than any photo I could have taken of my actual car. A Toyota is not exactly what I'd call a poem worthy car.

Beer

Every day is that time of the year.
To ask your tender or favorite cashier.
Receiving the drink that we all cheer.
Just like the men of the old frontier.
To waste a drop is my biggest fear.
I've got a thirst, let's have a beer.
J.A.Scott

Beliefs

Time goes on, time continues, time resumes.
While we individually try to evaluate our lives.
At least I do, and I’d like to let you know,
regardless of all the pain I’ve suffered in my life,
and with all my many problems,
all are forgotten when I’m with you.
Yet if you need some time to come to terms
with your life or responsibilities, I’ll let you know
that I’ll wait the time with you. And finally when
you decide the time has come, I’ll be near waiting.

Love is a wonderful thing, laughs at past harms,
mocks the passing of time, and strengthens the inner person.
So for all the good or evil in the world, through all of time,
no matter where we may be, I shall surrender
myself to you. If this is how you think, and if this is what
you feel, if this is what you believe, if this is what
Jehovah allows, may we go forth in all these beliefs.
J.A.Scott

Belated

Sorry, I am.
I was so late.
Time has been lost,
of that I do hate.

Slowly it slips
the hour and day,
but my tasks I will finish
there must be some way.

J.A.Scott

Apples

The McIntosh is highly sought,

to many it's a great provider.
For making pies and applesauce,
and tasty sweet, warm apple cider.

When you want one very tart,
you can have one, that's no myth.
Crunchy, juicy, and so green,
you will love the Granny Smith

Of all the apples, just one more.
is received to be nutritious.
like all the rest it's full of taste
and claims to be Red & Delicious.

J.A.Scott