Wounds

Heartless and helpless

Shattered as if I'm made up of glass

My soul, broken

My thoughts, cloudy

No feelings for anybody

No affection for nobody

I'm trying to be steady

I'm trying to be 'somebody'

Falls are numerous

Bruises are so many

But my strength to fight

Is less that it should be

And is constantly decreasing

Like water from lakes

Like humanity from humans

So many misconceptions

So many prejudices

So many expectations

So many injustices

Far away from every known person

So far away

That I can' come back

But I still try to bring it all up

Show that I can

Show that I will

I don't care the least about my wounds

But the ones I gave others

Hurt me the most

So I can't call myself 'good'

But just hope that painful memories

They slip away into non-existence...

 

Author's Note

Ok! I admit.There might be a lot of confusion about the main idea of this poem.But frankly, there isn't one main idea,...there are so many.I just want to know if it all came out good.No worries if you couldn't understand it....

Reviews

[A Risen Heroine.]

I love the expressing on the feelings.
Very well done!!

~A Fallen Heroine~

[Rosary]

I love how you express emotions in your writing your very good at it

[Stacy]

Poetry is what it is to us. As long as we write for ourselves, then all is well. ;o)