The weight that is carried on my back is getting heavy,
and the ghosts of my past haunt my every thought.
How does this pain go away, or does it ever?
I cant stand to see your face,
I wish you were a faded memory
lost within my subconscious to later surface.
In this present time the ideas you forced upon me
is distorting my will, and eating my soul.
I cant seem to bear this burden you have given me.
The world is a cold, dark, dismal place
that I don't think i can survive for long.
No one seems to hear my pleads,
my voice in silenced by misfortune,
stress and anxiety strangle my every whim.
I cant seem to get a handle on this,
the knob to the door of success is broken
and we are trapped by circumstances that we cannot change
yet we walk around with our heads held high
our faith unmeasurable, our pain uncontrolled
yet we have optimism for the future
for what though, to see our children suffer?
The truth of existence will never be known,
we are to second guess tomorrow
and what it may hold, pessimistic thoughts
is all i can seem to hold true.
I am forced to cross a line,
that i would never of my own free will cross
a line that will certainly burden me forever
but destiny has trapped me in this box,
nails from the foundation that kept my family a structure
now burdens me with doubt and agony
that i will never get out, this smothering feeling
is all i know.
love, pain, beauty and hate is mixed in a blender of shame
one matter, choking my voice to stand up
an infection that i cant seem to shake
and a antidote that will never work for me
my blood is too weak and my heritage no longer strong
our foundation has crumpled and you are standing on top of the rubbel
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Comments
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I like the last line. It's a great image. You may want to change rubbel to rubble.
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What an outgoing, and personally unfolding write. Speaking of whims, you put a lot out there. You talk of circumstance, but seldom described the circumstances in depth. Like, "nails from the foundation that kept my family a structure
now burdens me with doubt and agony" Why is this? Divorce? Abuse? Deceit? or misconcieved?
Overall, it sounds like you just got out of a relationship? People from your past, and your partners past may not seem the same now. Maybe they remind you of what is no longer, or what could still be? The pain you speak of isn't so much physical as it is mentally handicapping. I think torment would be a good word for it. Maybe not even a boyfriend, but someone you deeply cared for, family?
"and we are trapped by circumstances that we cannot change" - Children? Elderly?
Shot in the dark, sounds like you possibly blame the outcome of your choices/vices on family ties.
Usually when commenting I don't try to break everything down, but this write clearly stands for a lot about how you feel and your current situation. I wanted to get a clearer perspective. - Cal
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Crssy! this poem is seriously awsome! i love it and everytime i read it, it makes me think of the whole thing with d and b but still this is realllllllly good! much love, Ray Ray
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