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Losing Myself

Feeling lost confused Void unsatisfied What is my purpose here Why do i have a lot of fear Anxiety Eating for no reason Trying to fill a void of unprecedented depth My biggest fear is losing myself to the darkness inside of me Feel like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind Wanting to start again What is my purpose here Sometimes the pain is too great I just think to myself im better off dead silenced by death of my sorrows But each time i put a gun to my head Your image appears in front of me I hate you because i love you But what can i do Im powerless to the elements Crumbling like the walls of Jericho But nobody can hear me, im sixfeet under Where is my super man i wonder Why do i have to suffer For the mistakes of others The sins of our Fathers Im short circuiting Going off the ramps Wish life came with a GPS Stranded Planted in a desert I thirst for hope , love,life and happiness Lord is there an end to the madness

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 11/30/2016 11:51:00 AM
Hi Rachael. Excellent poem. And yes - sometimes it is just that way.
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Date: 11/23/2016 7:21:00 AM
We all suffer Rachael with thoughts of unworthiness, you are not mad nor alone. Your pain is palpable; "I hate you because I love you", I know this position well. Namaste.
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