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 © Rachael Chitondwe | Year Posted 2016
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