Being Nobody

Being Nobody

A Poem by Francis Rosenfeld
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There’s no point in searching, is what I was taught, for other kind souls to befriend; there’s no one to save you, you’re all that you’ve got, and we’re all alone in the end.

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My life would be easy if it could be fixed
If only I knew what that meant.
I wish I could ‘move on’, ‘let go’ and ‘forgive’,
but I can’t escape my own self.

I wish I felt kindness, I wish I felt loved,
but my soul’s too hard, filled with fears.
It sees through the murky exterior of life
its innards of levers and gears.

I wish I were happy, I wish I felt sound,
and people could feel when I’m hurt;
instead I don’t fit in and when I cry out
my sorrow sounds base and absurd.

There’s no point in searching, is what I was taught,
for other kind souls to befriend.
There’s no one to save you, you’re all that you’ve got,
and we’re all alone in the end.

© 2019 Francis Rosenfeld


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Okay, my first point. The rhythm to this is gorgeous, so easy to read to both in the head and out loud and I actually kept the beat going for a minute or so once i was done reading, I enjoyed it that much!
Second point; the subject. Beautiful subject, beautifully done. Such somber, lonely, but also slightly satirical tones to it and it really is true, how we’re taught to depend on ourselves but not how to reach out when that isn’t enough.
Last point. I love the language in this. It’s clever, it’s emotive, super creative and i am especially fond of ‘innards of levers and gears’ and ‘sound base and absurd’.
This is a work of art and I really hope you’re proud of it, and I am so happy you shared it.

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Francis Rosenfeld
Francis Rosenfeld

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Francis Rosenfeld has published ten novels: Terra Two, Generations, Letters to Lelia, The Plant - A Steampunk Story, Door Number Eight, Fair, A Year and A Day, Mobius' Code, Between Mirrors and The Bl.. more..

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