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Apr 2015
Sometimes I can't stand myself
I built up walls so no one can get inside
I hide my face from the mirror
I don't want to see my own reflection
These eyes have seen too much
Nothing right, nothing clear
Trying hard not to give up
But I fall flat on my face nonetheless
And I want to disappear
Disappear from this society
That weighs me down
I can't seem to move forward
And my smiles seem only frowns
I try really hard to be positive
But most of the time I'm negative
Daydreaming, and no beacon of
Hope can rescue me
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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