bleeding insanity
is this who I am?
hoping for nothing
just a sheep
among lamb
I'm nothing special
I know that now
but even you
even you know I can be great
If I can only find how
there are many decisions
choices to be made
homes to be built
bricks to be laid
my eyes burn
for I am working to hard
to become something I'm not
for I am too scarred
my body aches
my muscles are torn
I continue to climb
my body so worn
climb on, climb on
to greater things
I say to myself
my body still stings
I am almost done
the horizon is near
but then something happens
at first I was uncertain
but now I am sure
I'm sure I am dieing
my thoughts are obscure
all my life I have always climbed
higher and higher
towards greater things
always trying to achieve a greater me
and now I am done
alone at the top
there is nothing now
then I hear my heart stop
A contest entry
- Pre-writes and Fresh Writes Contest by FloridaGatorQueen.
525 points, ended November 15, 2008, 66 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What do you think in general? Improvements?
Comments
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Superb
A very fine, philosophical write. You expressed your thoughts quite well. Thanks for sharing this with us. -
This is a really cool poem. I could feel the pain and sorrow in this piece. I enjoyed the read!!! Thank you for entering my contest
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yay! great job once again!!!
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