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It seems, your tears filled up your bowl. It seems, that, your mouth, your teeth, they chewed till they were sweets. It seems that, your.... I can't do it. Couldn't sympathise so well. I am confused, and I am so broken. I am breaking. I feel so dead. I feel like, I...I can't...do that...or this...or them... I have so many things. "I am holding on..too tightly to certain things..." I am scared and frightend. I am lost. Feel forgotten. I can't seem to breathe. I am so tired. Of....me. Of myself. This body, this heart, my enemies. . Oh, how I hope I can be separated from them. I didn't get enough sleep last night again. I didn't.... I cant. My fingers they are sliding across the keyboard, just trying to catch up the wild thoughts of my mind, and I stop, broken. I want to rest, but I would be lazy. I want to stop and think, but that's just procrastinating. I.... I can't. Sorry, 12258 Sorry God. Sorry Mother and Father. Sorry sister. Sorry. To myself. "Congrats you failed. Yes you." I said. Pointing to the mirror.
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Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
Hi me.
It seems, your tears filled up your bowl. It seems, that, your mouth, your teeth, they chewed till they were sweets. It seems that, your.... I can't do it. Couldn't sympathise so well. I am confused, and I am so broken. I am breaking. I feel so dead. I feel like, I...I can't...do that...or this...or them... I have so many things. "I am holding on..too tightly to certain things..." I am scared and frightend. I am lost. Feel forgotten. I can't seem to breathe. I am so tired. Of....me. Of myself. This body, this heart, my enemies. . Oh, how I hope I can be separated from them. I didn't get enough sleep last night again. I didn't.... I cant. My fingers they are sliding across the keyboard, just trying to catch up the wild thoughts of my mind, and I stop, broken. I want to rest, but I would be lazy. I want to stop and think, but that's just procrastinating. I.... I can't. Sorry, 12258 Sorry God. Sorry Mother and Father. Sorry sister. Sorry. To myself. "Congrats you failed. Yes you." I said. Pointing to the mirror.
Just my thoughts sometimes. When I lose sight of God...but...just...so confused and lost.
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18/M/Singapore
Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
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