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I Shall Not Drown In Black Inkt

I stand in the center of a large crowd
A crowd that I didn't ask for to be surrounded with
It hurts to live under a sky with gray clouds
How I wish they could disappear with just one click 


It's strange how people think
As if they are allowed to dictate my private life

It's like they try to sink me down in black inkt

And steal the rest of what is left of my life  

 

They think they are playing with a barbie and a ken

As they write my story with a pen

My life is not safer if you write it down for me

I'm the author and I decide how I want it to be 

 

It's like my diary is being read

Everyone knows, that is not correct

But you will not bring me down

Because what comes around, goes around

 

 

 

 

 

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  • Cosmic Musketeer
    October 15

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    Society imposes standards upon us, which at the same time limit our ability to be human, while also enabling society to further its own unseen agenda. People enforce these unseen laws as though they know what they are, and that they are benefiting your being. But they are selfish and weak, unable to see the degradation of free will these standards cause, and find a different way to be.

    Some of your poetry at first appears sloppy, however once read and allowed to flow, it makes a special sort of sense. The use of the word inkt is puzzling, perhaps purposefully so. What I see is drowning in a think that is not fully describable, yet appears so familiar it's scary.

    Or perhaps I'm just thinking too much again. Regardless, this is a very well-written piece, it flows through the mind easily and spurs some interesting thoughts, well-done.