Trying to let go
There is nothing to show
I was alone in the pain
I fought to stay sane
The rough patches in this world
Fighting the demon
Inside the world of the sun
The people screams
Not knowing what it seems
Dreaming
I can’t take this anymore
Dreaming
Of the world I use to know
Dreaming
Of the dark lonely future
Crying, for help
Throwing out everything
My face pale
Sick in my own mind
My victuals was my adversary
My being my foe
Dreaming
I can’t take this anymore
Dreaming
Of the world I use to know
Dreaming
Of the dark lonely future
Thirteen, a lonely number
No one knew
No one understood
It was better that way
A year later, The answers, the questions
The reason for my pain
A light at the end
A goal to explore
Dreaming
I can’t take this anymore
Dreaming
Of the world I use to know
Dreaming
Of the dark lonely future
Fifteen, a halt to twinge
Nothing to cringe
Not dejected
No sign of being rejected
Myself
Who I was
Who I’ll never be
Sixteen, seventeen, now
Shows who I am
No more sting
No more no more
NO MORE
My victuals is my comrade
My be keen on him
Dreaming
I can take it now
Dreaming
Of the world I created for myself now
Dreaming
Of the beautiful future
Dreaming
Of putting this dark past behind me
Dreaming
Dreaming
Dreaming
Of him
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