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Mar 2018
It destroys my insides,
Not knowing who you are,
So many people I loved,
And so many were left behind.

Now I find my self,
Walking, fighting, running, 
Through the pointless journey we call life.
I was once afraid of Death, 
Terrified me to the bone, 
It made me feel senseless
It made me feel alone...

To come back from death, 
That was my gift,
To know there was nothing, was my curse. 
Because you can fool your way through life, 
But you can't fool death out of you. 

It was when I realized, 
Not money, power or life itself, 
Where as worthy without people to live it with.
It was when I realized,
Love and friendship
Was all I had left,
For I had lost everything, in my endless war against death.

So I changed, 
Built my self up all over again, 
Made peace with my feelings, 
Made peace with the thoughts in my head.
A long hard journey had to be done, for me who was divided in two to be one.
Now I am here, still fighting my way through, stronger than ever, with the heaviest weight too
Then this girl talks to me and makes me feel confused, in times of pain, she was there but who?
Not knowing who she is makes me feel like a fool
She might me who I have been expecting, soon
Or she might just be a ghost from my past, following me with gloom
Who in the **** are you?
IDS
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IDS  26/F/Mexico
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