|
 Menu
|
|
|
|
|
Social
|
|
|
|
|
My State of Mind
Contributed by
zeberdee
on
Thursday, 15th September 2011 @ 07:10:12 PM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
|
I have an immense will to explore
but I am kept by a chain in a desolate room
barking wont help me behind this locked door
I am alone, self-doubting, in a world that is gloom
Frantically exploring, in search of a purpose in the dark
But always I end in my day in the fetal position crying
I can't find any reason to keep trying
I've lost my spark
Restrained by the lessons of years
Drained by the futility of my tears
Wish there was way
But nothing helps me
Can't get out from here
Doesn't matter what I do or say
I realized long ago that there is no key
I am locked till the day I disappear
Copyright ©
zeberdee
... [
2011-09-15 19:10:12]
(Date/Time posted on
site)
Advertisments:
|
|
|
|
|
|
Sorry, comments are no longer allowed for anonymous, please register for a free membership to access this feature and more
|
|
All comments are owned by the poster. Your Poetry
Dot Com is not responsible for the content of any
comment.
That said, if you find an offensive comment, please
contact via the FeedBack Form with details, including poem title
etc.
|
|
|
Re: My State of Mind
(User Rating: 1 )
by aulakh on
Thursday, 15th September 2011 @ 07:24:40 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
| it is very stranger experience that how you feel about these moments. truthful that there are many chain is often bind our self against our wish. lovely way to say. |
|
|
Re: My State of Mind
(User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on
Thursday, 15th September 2011 @ 08:00:10 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
Sad but good writing.
Blessings,
emy |
|
|
Re: My State of Mind
(User Rating: 1 )
by FlintHunter on
Sunday, 18th September 2011 @ 05:12:08 PM AEST
(User
Info | Send
a Message)
|
'My State of Mind' is a sad poem -- yet it breathes; and that very breathing gives it -- and you -- life. Sometimes things look hopeless... but then something happens and it's like the sun rising. I bet you'll be writing a poem about sheer joy soon.
Regardless, even out of your painful state of mind came a fine poem -- and, more important, you are able to express your feelings clearly. An honest poem -- full of untapped strength.
--FlintHunter
|
|
|
|
· 
Poetry
Site Help
Members
Areas
Reference
Search
Top
Others
