First poem
I have never writen a poem before but I thought it might be better than kicking something. So please be kind, this makes me so nervous for many reasons mostly because it is secret. I do not know if this is the right place to put it or if I need a trigger warning so sorry for that. Any how, here it is and it is called confused:
Confused
Are these tears yours or just because something made you cry,
Do you make those marks or does it just happen without control,
How often I am tired because I did not get the sleep I wanted,
How often I am tired because it stopped me from sleeping,
It kept me awake all through the night.
I once knew someone that was strong and able,
I could feel the warmth like the sun on my face and smile,
He loved me deep and I always knew that he was there,
His love expanded so much his dreams became mine.
I often wonder where he has gone now,
Wonder what I did to make him go away,
Something must be wrong with me.
There are such things as ghosts.
Ame
@AmalieAnne
I am blown away by the simple depth in your passages - and the reminiscent somewhat haunting rhythm it has, at least for me.
Bravo!
Plus, you wrote this while you felt like kicking something instead, which is a line that I absolutely love! You deserve to be so proud of yourself for trying to do something you thought would be healthier, even just this once.
Really amazing! I can't wait to see what you write next. No pressure of course, write when you feel like it or when you think it will be a good idea, and I'm sure it will be just as great. Thanks for sharing!
