Self Destruction

Self Destruction

A Poem by A Simple man
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It's fairly dark... depressing...the works.

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I'm on my way to self destruction,

My life's been led without my instruction.

I look to the place where I sit, where I've cried.

Thoughts from the past, bring tears to my eyes.

 

Problems are building continuing to rise.

Fear on my face no life in my eyes.

I turn to the sky for there must be a sign.

But day turned to night, now my hope must resign.

 

I'm looking and searching for some kind of answers.

Somehow my lifestyle has led to disasters.

I'm watching and waiting for something to come.

I must find a way to feel like someone!

 

I'm wanting to know what it's like to be real.

To walk in a crowd and show how I feel.

I want you to see that I'm not like you.

My mind's full of pain, there's nothing I can do!

 

It's here in the now I've figured it out.

Now is the time there must be no doubt.

I must change my ways, and I must break this pain.

From now till the end my insanity shall reign!

 

I'm looking and searching for some kind of answers.

Somehow my lifestyle has led to disasters.

I'm watching and waiting for something to come.

I must find a way to feel like someone!

 

Thoughts come and go my heart beats with rage.

Now is the time this place is my stage.

Unleashing the power that resides in my soul.

There's no other way out, to hell I shall go!

 

I've looked and I've searched for some kind of answer.

But now I know that I'm meant for disaster.

I've watched and I've waited for something to come.

As I lay dying I feel like someone.

© 2008 A Simple man


Author's Note

A Simple man
Wrote this listening to disturbed. Just started with the first sentence and the rest just flew from there.

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This is a sad and lonely piece that speaks of complete inner frustration about one's life and the choices made. This piece also provoked frustration within myself, as I felt that the narrator was looking without, rather looking within . . . for what he/she needed most, strength. Self loathing and self pity seem to be the focus of this poem, and although it may be depressing, it can also be uplifting, so that the reader may never find themselves in this type of desperate situation.

This poem invokes many emotions, which makes for a fantastic piece!

Brava, my brave poet friend!



Posted 15 Years Ago


Wow! Wow! Wow!
Awesome, awesome, awesome!

You are DEFINATELY a poet to watch!
I really ENJOYED this piece!

Respectfully,
The Duchess,

Posted 15 Years Ago


i love how you ended it!
"Now is the time this place is my stage."

i liked that part! :)

~angela

Posted 15 Years Ago


I enjoyed this. The rhythm flowed beautifully. You achieved a brilliant effect with the way this was set up. You present a situation that many can relate to. "As I lay dying I feel like someone" was an excellent way to end this!

Posted 15 Years Ago



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When I am confronted by complex emotions, I cannot do another thing until I sit down and write about how I feel. Usually these emotions pour from the tips of my fingers with ease and at once calm me .. more..

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