Story of My Life
Deep in the dark, I stand
Nothing but darkness surrounds me
“Am I dead?” I ask myself
No, if I were, I would be in heaven
Well seeing as I already lived in a hell
But didn’t they say that heaven is bright, white
Someone said it has angels floating around
Guarding us as we eat and drink
At the banquet set by God
This is nothing like that, well I see nothing
Maybe I am in hell, but I don’t see Lucifer
Waiting to drag me into the ninth circle of hell
I don’t see the Cocytus anywhere near
I don’t feel cold, I feel clueless
Maybe this is the purgatory
Realization hits me, it is slow
I am in space, just space with nothing but air for me to breathe
No friends no foe, except my own mind
I grope around to feel something touch anything
I want to move, to get out
I walk not knowing where I am or where I am going
I walk searching for my sunshine, for just a ray
But I turn up with nothing except for the feeling that I should be somewhere else
Doing something else where I not only have my sunshine but my rainbows
My beautiful life I pictured is somewhere
I just have to find it, before it is too late
I walk and walk with nothing but hope
Hoping I will find it some day
And have my very own fairy tale.
Copyright © Bindhu Grashia | Year Posted 2018
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