Who am I? Am I the man of your dreams? Or the reason you cry? Am I deaths henchmen? Am I Satan's son? Am I the greatest farther? Or the dochbag they hope will die? Am I the one who sweeps you off your feet? Or the one who puts you on your knees? Am i the one who takes your breath away? The one you want everyday? Or am I the thing you detest? The one you truly regret? Am I the one that pleases you to scream? Or the one you see as a demon? Who am I to you? Who am I to me? Which of these things you feel is truly me? Which one should I ware today?
I am trying to hang on to myself and my sanity in these dark times. Doing it alone is impossible. I have truly lost myself. I don't care about grammar and for once I don't really care if anyone reviews. I just had to put what is in my head out for a sec.
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I know that feeling of losing oneself all too well. It seems like a necessity for everyone, doesn't it? Everyone goes through it at some point. Good work expressing youself.
Questions we must ask ourselves. It is impossible to know what others think of us. We can only be wary of our actions and decide for ourselves by being ourselves.
I hope you find your solace.
I liked reading this and the photos complement it well. Thanks for sharing!
Search for identity…..
A deep feeling of helplessness….
Your poem……..reflects all these things…..
Of course, writing out things …
Writing can have a therapeutic effect in our life…..
Words are our faithful friends
A great work...
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