My Own World

a poem that shows the perspective of my world.

There is a dark corner in my room

Where I could make myself aloof
It is far away from everyone
Wherein my existence is not recognized by anyone.

Am I the only one suffering?
Hurting like my heart's literally breaking.
My mind is over thinking.
And my eyes are sick of crying.

I've learned that, lies is all they want to say.
Just like the smile I show each and everyday.
How I wish I would be
happy someday.
Dear Lord, that is all I pray.

Why do I feel like I'm not in peace.
Somehow, maybe I deserve this
There is something I see
Why do they seem so happy?.

Maybe one day, this room will no longer be dark.
And all these scars will leave no mark.
But there's one thing I want to ask.
Would I be able to come back?

Author's Note

My poem may not be as good as other's but it doesn't matter to me. Im glad I've expressed myself.

Reviews

[Toxic89]

I thought this was great. Takes me back to my own dark corner, wondering if my own scars would vanish or if I would carry them forever.
People seem happy because either they are happy, or they just want to seem happy. Just like the smile you show every day.
Great work

[Melliflower]

Expressing yourself is exactly what poetry is about, and i find this piece absolutely beautiful! Well done! x

[Mason Red]

You may not think it's as good, but I think it really is! I can relate, your wordplay is really good, and the question at the end is striking, because I think the more you put up with those feelings, the deeper it goes, the harder it is to revert, even when good things cross your path. Hope to see more stuff! =)