I am tired
tired of the walls closed around me
tired of blindness when I wish to see
I am scared
scared of the love that will never come
scared of where the darkness is from
I am angry
angry at truths that are perceived wrong
angry at the uselessness of a happy song
I am sad
sad for those left behind
sad for the happiness they cannot find
I am confused
confused with the madness of this world
confused with the life into which I'm hurled
I am helpless
helpless to keep my innocence
helpless of it to make any sense
I am dead
dead to the world around me
dead to the people, who refuse see
Hi Glaedr the Poet, i like what you have written, but i do find it a tad depressing. I urge you to continue with this poem until you reach the point where you are crying. I walked down your road once before, and today i stand proud when i say, 'I am... TRUTH.' it's who you are. it's what you'll live. it's what you have to give
i love how you are so simple then go into detail.... i might have to use this in some of my poems....spacific and saying everything.......yet words speak the truth were are you from? ? ? ? me by jeff
This poem is so true about life cause life really is depressing.........
It is a bit depressing - but hey, that's poetry, eh? The mood and tone and structure are all very supporting of your main theme and express your (emotion) very powerfully. Good work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hmm…very interesting. I pretty much admire the way you describe how failing life can be in the way of a poem. Love it. Knocks in much sense.