What We've Come To

The struggle to gain an identity after a genocide when only a desolate world remains.

We see the vast greyness before us.

We know that we're not wanted.

 

We see the emptiness behind us,

Left there to remind us

That we're not real.

 

We see the growing light above us.

The suffering has taught us

To survive above all else.

 

We know that our Truth, forsaken,

Is all we have. It's taken

From me.

And we know that they will not find us.

It's my only Truth, alone, but

They say they know me.

 

We see all that is denied us.

Why do they betray us?

Hating.

 

We see everything that lost us;

Everything between us;

The Truth and the lies.

 

We know that our Truth, we had it.

No matter if we're sad, it

Eludes me.

And we know that we'll never live again.

No matter if my Truth falls in the rain,

It can't consume me.

 

We see the dark fate that chose us;

All the things that lied to us

And we regret.

 

And we still see all the lies consuming us;

The false Truth that there is no Us.

I'm alone...

Author's Note

I know a lot of the timing doesn't work well. I wrote this when I was probably fourteen. I just always enjoyed the imagery of a grey and deserted world that it gave me. I hope that the image comes to others too.

Reviews

[Aria]

makes you think about each word and see them as well. good work hon!

[Adela Muresan]

Great write,
I like the way you treat the subject of the truth and fate's cruelty.

A.M.

[Wildecat]

A wonderful and well written poem, thanks for sharing.

[Life Inside Death]

i like how you keep referring to this Truth that you hold to yourself, only to realize that your Truth was in fact a lie. no criticism, only praise =] awesome work

[Bluerealis]

I like that this isn't a traditional poem, with predictable rhythm and rhyme. It's more like a story than anything else, I think. I really like that about your poems. :D

[sabrina]

Your poem expresses feeling lost and dark and emptiness. It's really good!