Who Am I?

A poem of internal searching...

Who is she?

Who is this girl sitting with pen and paper,

Writing words of her own,

and words of others?

Who is she?

She who spies on conversations,

writes her depressions,

using words of rhyme and death mixed with passion

She is I.

I am a writer,

I am a poet,

I am human like you.

I breathe...I bleed...I need...

My needs may be different,

Just as yours are from mine.

Who am I?

I search my soul,

You search my eyes and my work

I look for the answer to the question "Who am I"

I have found...

I am a writer,

I am a poet,

I am human like you

I breathe...I bleed...I need...

so...

         Soo... how are we different?

Do I write like you?

No.

Do I talk like you?

No.

Do I feel like you?

No.

Therefore, I am who I am...

I am a unique individual,

I am a poet.

So... Who is she?

She is I

         and you are you

Together, in harmony, we make the world.

Together, in harmony, let us bring peace.

With your words and mine,

This world may be divine.

Who am I?

Who am I?

at times I do not even know...That is me.

I am that girl,

sitting with paper and pen,

Sitting with a blackened rose,

whose stem is full of thorns,

I am that girl,

sitting and cryin' with bleeding fingers.

Drip...

Drop...

Blood flows as life does...

Do you feel it?

Can you touch it?

Do you feel the soul of yourself dripping in your blood?

I do...That is who I am... I am my soul-- waiting to be set free.

Reviews

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Great write - to ponder who we are in relation to others truly is a hard thing to do. You have expressed this simply and elegantly. Thank you to S.P. Vaporis for sharing this with me. I truly enjoyed reading this. Thank you for sharing so much of yourself in this wonderful work.
Light,
Siddartha

[Tony T]

This was a good read, vey powerful and full of heart. Good job!

[Northern Scribe]

I've set similar contracts on who I am, or I guess they could be called mantras, put them on special paper, framed them then tore it all up within a week. Your poem is like an inner adventure, and was very well caught. Nice job. As EB said, go back to this later, and see whats changed, you'd be suprised.
Peace, and keep on writing!

[Nana Carmine]

Wow. It's really powerful. It's beautiful and I love it.

[Nicole (Carpe Diem)]

i agree with the others -- it is wonderful and beautiful... good writing.

[Shane Patrick]

wow this was amazing.. beautiful cry of who you are most exhilarating!

[Genie]

"And God said [from the burning bush], 'I AM WHO I AM.'" And like the One who creates all that is, we are given permission -- indeed, encouraged -- to discover our own "I Am"s, and you've done a marvelous job depicting that creative process, even down to the bleeding fingers and the bleeding soul.

I really like this -- the words, the structure, the declarative sentences -- like proclamations almost. Like writers and artists of all kinds (probably), poets write to find out what we mean and who we are. In that discovery is incredible freedom, but it can be painful getting there.

Thanks to SP for sending me this way!

[Emily B]

Everyone needs a "Song of Myself". This may be yours. I would suggest re-reading it from time to time. You may find areas you want to change as you go along.

[X-sleepyhead-X]

Beautiful peace, how many times to I wonder who I am and find no other solution than that I am me.
^_^

[Ladysue]

Wonderful piece. I can relate to this. Great job.

[Autumn Dawn Gorny]

here here perfect declaration of self.