Lazily Lost

A short poem about the struggles of the feeling of not knowing how you can do something.

I want no problems that are hard or problems that are easy.

I want no problems at all, can’t you see?

I can’t handle this, I can’t handle that.

We all need to do our part, but my part isn’t hard, and I can’t do it.

 

Like the river trying to find its way to the ocean when there’s a dam in the way.

Like the melody of a broken trumpet.

Like a lion stuck in a cage, starving waiting for food.

It is as hard as they say, but even harder for me and I don’t know why.

 

Why is the world not revolving around me but counting on me?

Why is my soul so empty?

Why does this feeling stop me from doing stuff I want to do?

When will this feeling end?

Reviews

[Sherry Asbury]

Your poem is filled with angst and unresolved issues. You have done very well with this. Many of us have empty souls nowadays. Do keep writing and I will keep reading.

[Writergurl]

Why is the world not revolving around me but counting on me?
Why is my soul so empty?
Why does this feeling stop me from doing stuff I want to do?
When will this feeling end?

I really love this part, found this interesting and intriguing
awesome write

[Unspoken poet]

Like the melody of a broken trumpet.
Like a lion stuck in a cage, starving waiting for food.

Very intriguing lines here, this is amazing and interesting

[Lathen Griffiths]

Interesting and thoughtful peace with an intriguing introduction…
’I want no problems that are hard or problems that are easy.
I want no problems at all’.

Good title also.

Best wishes

Lathen.