I do not wish to be,
for all of you could see,
what I can not.
There is no worth to me.
I wish that I could flee,
or float underneath a tree.
I’ve never been free,
or welcomed as I be.
I gave my heart and soul.
It’s cheap and not worth more,
than a bag of empty hope.
It’s so hard for me to cope,
as I wait and pray I’m wrong,
but only God can now,
I’ve waited for way too long.
You see my mind is poison,
perceived by her as noise and,
I was never chosen,
as the first to rule a heart.
I was cast apart,
and forced to watch it char,
my mind could get me far,
but not where I’m art.
For they all would rather walk away,
than see my worth and fall to pray.
Thank the Gods he let them stay,
and showed them all the righteous way.
For she had no right to say,
that my pain was wrong, part of my mistake.
I ached and begged but it’s all too late,
I can’t let go, she was my fate.
For my mother eyes, so they remain dry,
for my lovers mind, so that she remains high,
for my fathers soul, so he can stay afloat,
for my siblings heart, so they can row the boat.
I sacrifice my soul, burning in agony,
Not noticed by all, nobody came back for me.
To all those who will live forever happily,
I welcome your joy, my end is my sanity.
Copyright © Zeki Majed | Year Posted 2020
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