What Am I? Poem by Crimson Soul

What Am I?

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'What Am I?

I Love, I Breathe, I Eat, I Sleep,
But Nothing Changes, Its Just A Fleet;
Of Sorrow And Helplessness,
Anger Unbound,
A Sadness Overwhelming,
Ever Unsound;
The World Keeps Going,
These People walk around,
But Im Just A Puppet,
On Strings, Abound;
{ What Do I Want?
Who Do I Care For?
Or Am I Just,
Another Snare Oar? }
Crimson Blood Runs Through These Veins,
It Runs For One Who Truly Pains;
I Reach My Hand Out To The One,
Whom I Need, Alone, Someone...-

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'Lying monsters are a real nuisance.
They are much more cunning than other monsters.
They pose as humans,
even though they have no understanding of the human heart.
They eat even though they've never experienced hunger.
They study even though they have no interest in academics.
They seek friendship even though they do not know how to love.
If I were to encounter such a monster,
I would likely be eaten by it.
Because in truth, I am that monster...'
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Puppets Strings,
An Enraged King;

What Am I Really?
Who Am I Now?
Or Am I Left A Shadow,
Of Hope, Knocked Down...?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adeline Foster 20 September 2012

What a dark dark world you live in. Deep and dark. Read mine - Who Am I - Adeline

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Ramesh Rai 09 April 2012

Crimson is doing a great job. her contribution to this world shall ever exist.

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Poet Of The River 05 March 2012

wow, you show the emotions running through this poem in a unique way that is rare in young poets. it is well done.

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Rajendran Muthiah 26 February 2012

you are not a lying monster. you regret, feel remorse and grieve for the cheated girls by other cunning monsters. Excellent!

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