Fearing for the future…
Wondering what will be…
I never claimed to matter…
I guess I’ll just wait and see…
What I once held important…
Just an apparition now…
Lost its gleam in the light…
But still, I can’t dome down…
I am just a dreamer…
Idealist to the core…
X-ray leaves me wanting…
Still I want to see more…
A creeping, seething sensation…
A reeling away from the pain…
I bury myself in others…
In a physical kind of game…
Cringing at the mirror…
I don’t like what I see…
An egotistic faker…
Loathing and vanity…
An open wound that lingers…
That stings when I least expect…
One day it’ll heal completely…
But it hasn’t happened yet…
A question posed in anger…
Is just regret in the making…
Forsaken in the limelight…
A heart for the taking…
I dwell in silver lining…
Cuz I can’t face reality…
I hate myself, but think I’m perfect…
How’s that for duality…
A contest entry
- Make me feel. by Midnite-Rae.
550 points, ended September 16, 17 entries
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Comments
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very good flow. I enjoyed the poem. Good job.
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I really liked the way this flowed. For the stanzas, my mind kept pausing after every four lines, but then I thought of it like a song and I didn't have the pauses. You did a great job with this. This was sad, but I like it and the way it was written. "Fearing for the future…
Wondering what will be…
I never claimed to matter…
I guess I’ll just wait and see…" that part and "I am just a dreamer…
Idealist to the core…" that part I love. You did a wonderful job. Thanks for entering and Good luck in my contest.
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