Lost
My time is free
all I got to do is rome aimlessly
searching for answers asking myself why
why am I here
every things in my life don’t make sense
and these answers I search for don’t exist
looking up at the stars wondering what is this for
and still asking why am I here
I’m always getting put in places where I don’t fit in
feeling left out while people stare
burning a hole in me and I ask why
why do I feel this pain
people always assume that I’m happy
but I don’t see what they see
I see a lot of pain and suffering
and everything seems to fade
as I stare at these dark walls
I draft in a place where the lights are out
it’s cold, and I’m alone leaving this world
asking myself where do I truly belong
as I try to sleep these thoughts rome through me
building a wall keeping me trap so that I will always recap
on the life I once had
feeling like I should vanish
I hide my pain with a smile
and tell you everything going to be alright
its truly hard for everyone to see
the path I walk is just not that easy
living my life as a dream
feel like I’m the person who shouldn’t be seen
waking up and the world seems to freeze and everyone stop and stare
so emptily and I see the one person who could help me
my life fade slower and slower by the second
looking up to see if your still there
losing sight of what might be I’m dying
and it all just seems like a bad dream
and now I’m screaming help me
but the world is empty
and no one sees me
Copyright © Vontae Harris | Year Posted 2010
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