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There are these days
When I just go numb
I can’t love
I can’t laugh
I feel all the stresses of my life at that moment take hold
And I go back in my mind
To the days when I was happy
To the days when I cared
The days I loved and was loved back
The days were never long enough
And the possibilities were endless

I loved me

Everything I was
It was so special
I was so special
And I thought to myself
There is nobody else in this world I would rather be right now
There is no place else in the world I would rather be right now

But it’s all changed
Everything is so wrong
Nothing I ever do is right
My past decisions I’ve made always running through my head
And I feel as if I’m already dead
I want to be anyone but me
Anywhere but here
Let it be anytime but now

There are these days
When I just miss me

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Written April 17th, 2005

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  • PuppetStrings
    September 27, 2005
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    I liked this part the best:

    "Everything I was
    It was so special
    I was so special
    And I thought to myself
    There is nobody else in this world I would rather be right now
    There is no place else in the world I would rather be right now"

    I relate to those words completely. As life goes on we often go back and wonder if we did things right, and if there is anything we could change. I think you reflected on that just lovely.

  • theshadowasasin
    September 7, 2005
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    I really like this actually, very emotional, well written, the last stanza I really liked...

  • blooten
    April 18, 2005
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    This is possibly the best poem you have written in my opinion.
    The form , the context it's great. A sad truthfull poem, one Many people will relate to. Such a beautiful poem and I don't now why I like it so much, is it because it resembles my own style of sad poems, or becuz its honest or becuz I relate to it so much.
    The only downpart to writing such great sad poems is that you have to feel lost to be able to write one...
    I don't want you to feel this way. Though I have no idea what to say to cheer you up becuz i havnt found a way to get out of this mood.
    Great write although i have no idea what picture was supposed to show in this poem. ( though im glad pictures are gone cuz on the frotnpage picture you looked to damn hot...pure torture)

    Edited on Apr 18, 3:57 p.m. because ''.