When words fail to define me perfect
When my soul cries to be explored,
I let myself in to this inadequacy,
I let my feelings go away untold.
No ideas to click in my empty mind,
No inspiration to drive me beyond my sight,
Not a minute I’ve left this pen and blank sheet.
Still, my mind is more than willing to fight-
Fight this emptiness that has crawled in,
Draining my mind off everything it lives by.
Fighting for its survival and existence
For its wings are cut off, making it impossible to fly.
I’m failing to finish this puzzle.
I can’t find the missing piece.
I’m failing to let poetry flow out of me.
I can’t find my longed-for peace.
This parasitic inability stuck on my spine-
Draining me out of my sane grace.
The passing hours reminding me of my shortcomings-
I can’t find more ways to hate these days.
If this is the way I’m meant to be,
If this is the way things will go on,
I’d better surrender to my inadequacy-
In search of redefining my identity, unborn.
// This piece is about something we all hate from the core of our hearts! :P
2 comments:
It is... but it's so much more beneath the surface.
"Fight this emptiness that has crawled in,
Draining my mind off everything it lives by.
Fighting for its survival and existence
For its wings are cut off, making it impossible to fly."
Tell me this doesnt go way deeper and I'll prove you wrong. I don't know why but everything I read from you by now is making me cry. You hit me with force... always so strong. I really admire all your work. This one in particular. <33
Way to go DP ;)
:o
omg omg omg!!! i never knew my works had THIS big an impact on a reader!!!! Becc, I couldnt be more flattered!!! Thanks a lot for those words!!!! Im actually honoured!!:D
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