No Control

I'm like a free falling plane,
Soon to crash
Nobody will see me
I will be gone - in the blink of an eye.
People come with Impact
I come with nothing
People leave with friends,
I leave with enemies,
I have no control - over this thing,
This object I crave
My life is out of my own hands
And into the hands of others
Although I fear death, I know it well
Dreams of it scare me
Alas it is no better, because life annoys me
Everything around me, I know with uncertainty
My head is like a time bomb.
Sooner or later I'm bound to explode.
I'll fly off the handle like I have before
People watch and stare as I realize my self,
My actions towards others
After I'm dead people will look at my life and see
That no part of it has or ever been salvageable
I have doomed myself in my own life
Because I have no Control.

Poem by J.A.D. © 2000