This is a poem I just found written in one of my note books and decided to put it up.Though the feelings it expresses are in the past, the rush of the feelings again is overwhelming.
Help!
I cannot do this alone
I cannot keep walking the path of knowing.
I want to divert,yet again,
And step into that undiscovered lair,
No proof.
No sense.
A plunge into the world of dark,false hopes,waiting in corners to seize.
I'd rather the smile be shunned,
The only permitted feeling,pain.
For that is the only familiarity in this soulless dirty living.
A part of me ripped out,
Holding on to pathetic memories,and photographs,and scents.
They'll do me no good in the long-run,
My memory will fail me.
That is the fate I deserve,
And what I wish Thee grant me.
2 comments:
i soooort of got the idea but the "scents" part reminded me of the time in 10th wen u had this girls spray in the class and u used to spray it all over the class - including my shirts.
and even after washing, the smell never left those shirts man.... lolll
Its very well written. I am sure most people can relate to it :-)
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