Sometimes I Find Time

By Brad Rundblade

The Sacred © David Caspar

Sometimes I forget to breathe
Convinced I’m killing myself slowly
Sometimes I look where things aren’t meant to be
Sometimes I dig deep
When I should pay more attention to the surfacing
Sometimes I try to think
Sometimes I eat when I’m not hungry
And think of all the starving
And feel sorry
Sometimes I try caring
Sometimes what I write
Doesn’t even make sense to me
Sometimes I rhyme when I speak
Because it sounds aesthetically pleasing
Sometimes I wonder where this is going
And if anyone is even reading
Sometimes doesn’t even make sense to me
Sometimes I try believing
Sometimes I draw in ink and wished it’d been in blood
Or been erased or never been thought of
Sometimes I try to change the world
But find I can’t remember to change the laundry
Sometimes I look at the ceiling
And try seeing it differently
But at the end of the day it stays the same
But it’s good to try something new
Even if it gets thrown away
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Bradley Rundblade was 24 when he submitted this to ZO. He lived then in North Hollywood and enjoys writing and creating. Most of his time is split between screenwriting, guitar, acting and spending as much time as he can with family. He’s been living in California since he was 10 and was born in Greece. You can hear Bradley’s music at www.emeraldportalmusic.com