Sea of my soul

Sea of my soul

A Poem by Kismet

The tears they fall like tiny gems
creating the ocean's waves
Nothing is how it was suppose to be
because i never behaved
I fucked everything up, set it all in the back of my mind
I'm stuck in the future,
Yet I'm stuck on rewind
i can't beat the world, not in one fell swoop
Partly because my brain
keeps me stuck in a loop
will i ever be OK?
Is this my own private hell?
Can I ever escape?
Only time will tell
I want to scream it out
but I'm running out of voice to yell
I can't get any louder
then any of my doubters
the people who have oppressed
though I've hidden to impress
I can only be me, will it ever be enough?
Am i deserving of love?
My soul is an endless sea
raging and bubbling
just barely beneath
Will i stay afloat or
be swallowed down deep

© 2014 Kismet


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cool piece. I really love when people pour their true feelings out onto paper. Even if it means cussing. Cause some we all have to let it out.

Note: I thing you meant to say," Am i deserving OF love."
Instead of,"Am i deserving or love."
Just my opinion.

I especially loved the part where you said you were stuck in the future, yet stuck on rewind.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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cool piece. I really love when people pour their true feelings out onto paper. Even if it means cussing. Cause some we all have to let it out.

Note: I thing you meant to say," Am i deserving OF love."
Instead of,"Am i deserving or love."
Just my opinion.

I especially loved the part where you said you were stuck in the future, yet stuck on rewind.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Kismet
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