Monday, March 22, 2010

[Poetry] Nothing to Write About Any More

Nothing to Write About Any More
Poem #266
Written 21.3.10

There is nothing to write about any more,
Nothing else valuable to seek and live for,
It’s all gone; it’s been stolen away from me,
But I feel I’m neither imprisoned, nor free…
I’m running around in circles, madly crying,
Scared, aching, trembling, bitterly sighing,
Where is my peace that I kept deep inside?
There is only shattering pain that I can’t hide…
I want my soul back, my pride, my passion,
I don’t want any sympathy, pity, compassion,
I only want what I had, or have I never had it?
Was it mine? Or have I foolishly imagined it?
I am the unluckiest most irrational person,
I only see everything will tragically worsen,
There is no hope for me; I am a dead soul,
The life I thought I had is out of my control…

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