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Once I had a dream to join the navy to sail away from the noise to breathe where the world feels free. But here the noise never sleeps the air feels endlessly heavy every moment slowly draining the life out of me. Sometimes it feels this place is not where I should be so I search for a quiet road that might lead me to live peacefully. Yet life keeps sending suffering I didn’t seek disappointments and hardships making the strong feel weak. Moments come like suffocation like there is no air to breathe self-doubt whispers slowly until hope starts to leave. Burnout, despair anguish I silently keep betrayal from voices that once felt so deep. I blamed the world the people surrounding me because some pain in the heart cannot be spoken free. I asked God softly “Why does this happen to me?” not knowing He was preparing something hidden I couldn’t see. So I carried the pressure quietly within me, while they kept saying “Just stay quiet and you’ll be fine, you’ll see.” But honestly all I wanted in truth was someone to just listen to me, not nod with empty faces while judging silently. They nodded their heads as if they could see, but inside their sympathy was only a polite fraud to me.
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Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 6:38 PM UTC
Silent Weight
Once I had a dream to join the navy to sail away from the noise to breathe where the world feels free. But here the noise never sleeps the air feels endlessly heavy every moment slowly draining the life out of me. Sometimes it feels this place is not where I should be so I search for a quiet road that might lead me to live peacefully. Yet life keeps sending suffering I didn’t seek disappointments and hardships making the strong feel weak. Moments come like suffocation like there is no air to breathe self-doubt whispers slowly until hope starts to leave. Burnout, despair anguish I silently keep betrayal from voices that once felt so deep. I blamed the world the people surrounding me because some pain in the heart cannot be spoken free. I asked God softly “Why does this happen to me?” not knowing He was preparing something hidden I couldn’t see. So I carried the pressure quietly within me, while they kept saying “Just stay quiet and you’ll be fine, you’ll see.” But honestly all I wanted in truth was someone to just listen to me, not nod with empty faces while judging silently. They nodded their heads as if they could see, but inside their sympathy was only a polite fraud to me.
midnightechoesbywasi
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Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 6:38 PM UTC
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