nameless

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NAMELESS  

Whispering through the transparent winds

You cannot scrawl my name on paper with pen

Sketch it you try but end up with a mess of a canvas

For you cannot create what you do not understand

It has been stated for the umpteenth time

That I have committed the crime of all crimes

To see someone’s self in the mirror

And perish with the wind

The ghastly grim and ancient raven that wonders on my nightly shore

Tells me what my lordly name is

On the night’s plutonium shore

Quote the raven Nevermore…

They say eyes are the windows to the soul

But my eyes are glazed over from the eternal battle of what really resides in me trying to break this pointless shell shouting freedom so loud that it resonates my soul to the point of convulsion

My soul screams in resonation

Only to make the shell punch the wall with aggravation and tears of defeat come bursting out of my eye sockets because people say I’m weak just because I cannot and will not be complacent…

They don’t know the real me…

Instead they poke and prod me with their glares and stares of criticism

While they sear me with their laughs and giggles that coil around my neck

The coil then tightened around my dreams of letting out the real me. Letting out all the positivity and letting the light shine through this dark clouded image that has been falsely nailed to my soul.

Breaking free of this unbearable ball and chain forced around my neck.

Instead… society has labeled me into the miscellaneous toy box… I’ve been thrown into the box with all the others that could not be specified as broken, new, damaged or lightly used…

Is it true??? Could it be??? That all these things associated with this box are inside of me???

No!!!

It’s simply stating that society can’t fit us! It’s simply stating that there is not something wrong with us but something wrong with those who tossed us into this never-ending limbo box.

And for those of you who still don’t get it?

Well I’ll tell you this one thing my dearest friend:

To un-see the scenes of negativity in gloom, you must forget this box as you so called impending doom

Break it open

Build it up

Free the others

And stitch it up

For we cannot

Will not

And most certainly become not which what we are labeled with at school or in the mall or the latest teen vogue magazine.

We have to peel off these unworthy films of your negative haters

Because you are not nameless

Or even a dark empty void

You are who you want to be! And most certainly not a miscellaneous box toy

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Ghost of Jupiter]

Not nameless at all, your voice screams in this write loud and clear that each young soul has a name... a name of their spirit, one that they find with their heart. Loved this line...

"The ghastly grim and ancient raven that wonders on my nightly shore"

Great imagery there...very well done sir poet.

[WOLFY]

thank you so much!!!