Thursday, March 17, 2011

misery is a sad place to be in

Its strong d way I feel, my memories ‘bout 2 reveal
The reason of dis pain, probing d depths of past in vain.
A mist in front of my eyes, only shadows beyond sunrise
Can’t even remember all of me, m a blur if u can c.
When I touch myself, it feels unreal
Cuz when I try to spell my memories,
D darkness within me won’t lemme heal
Thrs an ache insyd my head, d voices I hear in bed
R dese only nytmares hauntin me, or is it my past taunting me…

Whn I strain my memory, whn its almost in my reach
Thts whn I feel it all, its worse dan fear,
So much mre dan treachery…
Cz I kno m all alone, evn whn close my eyes
In d brightness of sunlight
Wid my sacrifice, I realize
Wid a face I dn recognize……..

I feel so incomplete, jz lyk a book no one wants to read
I feel lyk a story, so full of pain n no glory
I m a body wid a stranger soul,movin ‘bout widout a goal
Walkin a road widout an end, a destination unknown I cnt pretend
Living wd a frustration born outta failure to recapture my soul
Anger beneath my skin,
Securely burning me n my every sin
Controlling agony, preventin my own thots frm me
Its an unreal ordeal,
Makin me forget how reality feels…

When I strain my memory, I try to c past d door stopping me
Shuttin me frm my reality
I need to find out hw I used to b
Cz wid a part of me unknown
I feel m all alone, evn when in d crowd
Wid sm undignified doubts
Searchin beyond dose clouds
Till I stand n walk on my own
I kno m all alone…

1 comment:

  1. well ... i am not much of a poem person ..... but this one is really gud ...... very nicely expressed ..... :)

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