Sometimes I snap back to reality Smell my burning hopes killing me And I cry when my eyes kiss the smoke Of dreams and connections and plans I wrote Suffocating in the fire I stroke But death is warm and my fear is cold I'm stuck, sinking into coals alone Turning fifteen and I miss my past A wish won't last I must keep on Going running I must accept Your expectations I have no passion I have no mission I take no action Must I go on? If uphill ends Then maybe I’ll reach The top no downs A high I can keep I don’t want to fall I dont want to fade I’ll give it my all I’ll never fall I’ll give it my all Courage will call I'll give it my all I’ll give it… It’s useless My body fades and decays Afraid, inside, anxious I Stay I wait and wait I ask Self-hate to Let me go Away This elastic band it’s my comfort zone Snaps back around my throat Let me go
Hey readers! This is a poem about feeling stagnant in one place and all bursts of inspiration fails. It's my own actions that make me fail, which really *****. I hope you all can relate and I love feedback :)