Emptiness rattles me to my core.
Have you ever felt
The need to be
Better
The aching desire to just
Be
Good enough
The feeling that lingers even when
nobody
is around
The feeling that you're missing something that was never meant to be lost in the first place
As if feeling less of a person
Was something
That you
Could
run away from
As if
There was a remedy
Elsewhere, waiting to be found,
No.
It's all delusion
There is no cure for the heartache that is brought on from feeling mediocre.
Trying desperately to meet
the standards That
People create.
Alone,
Trying to find a way
To bring
yourself
To
Tears
That never come.
Wanting to let it all out, to feel something other than less than enough.
You toil on, working to please others that may never be complacent
Numbness starts to set in as you strain
Your heartbeat becomes
A steady rhythm,
Automated.
The memory of feeling alive,
Mirthful even,
Begins to
fade
Like the sunlight at dusk
Begins to wane
I can relate one hundred percent with what you are saying, there is nothing mediocre about you, your words capture human desperation perfectly, wonderful poem!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The feeling that you're missing something that was never meant to be lost in the first place As if feeling less of a person - - -a psycholigical and spritual poem....... portraying a great truth and full of feeling in it...... thank you dear poetess. tony