Corner of First and Amistad

All I do these days is sit around

In the corner of my room

Never making a sound

And even though my eyes are wide open

I can’t see the palm in front of my face

Can’t see my life as it slowly decays

 

I feel so lost in the voids of my mind

Searching for something to put my mind to ease

But there is nothing I can find

Why do I feel the way I do

I have good friends around me

Yet I feel so blue

 

I feel like I’m losing my faith in people these days

I feel so lonely but I don’t want to go back to my friends

The very thing I want, I wish they’d stay away

What is it that I miss, what is it that I want

I’m still just sitting in the corner of my room

Trying to figure out my emotional assault

 

There is nothing wrong with me

There is nothing I can complain about

So why am I lost in thought, away from reality

Why am I so needy, desperate for you to keep me company

Why do I push every one away

So maybe you will finally come to me

 

Why do I sit in the corner, why not just go enjoy the day

Why can’t I cure my sorrows

I don’t want them to stay

I wish I knew how to fix these wounds, I wish I had the strength to do so

I don’t care to know what I feel

I just want to know how to stop these crippling blows. 

Reviews

[Jimmy Angel]

Youe poem is really good! Keep up the good job!!

[Shahrier]

thank you. if you like you can check out my other works.