In My Own Words
The life I live is hard to define
For the words I speak are not enough to describe
The darkness within and I feel the pain in my spine
The path I'm treading is certainly through a needle's eye
And that is the call my spirit wants to decline
Wakes up to every new dawn with a frown rather than a smile
Visualising my flaws eating me until I'm buried in the ground
My eyes are teary, but the sob is worthwhile
Gripped in fear but the heart keeps telling
The soul to keep yelling, that I would be found
I look through me and what do I see
A being who’s longing to break free
From the chains that bind me down
And the fears that make me wear a frown
Within lives a soul left behind
Amidst the world’s outcry and constant grind
The situation hits me and how do I feel
A stomach empty, days without a meal
Yearning to be fed, it pleads
I look through me and what do I find?
The right person, but in the wrong time
In a script of wrong lines
I’ve been running since the day I was born
I am the definition of worn
With my finger on the trigger
Let life know I gave it a shot
Copyright © Solomon Nimo Nartey | Year Posted 2023
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