I wrote this poem for a poetry contest but it wasn't chosen, so it's now published here:
The day fades in and out of existence,
Minutes, hours blend into an incomprehensible flood of doubt
I don't know who I am
Amid the cacophony of noise, the clamoring crowd.
A ghost among men I stroll through streets unseen,
Stuck in a dreamlike state of in-between,
Reliving past conversations in my head,
Every brief exchange,
And even the moments of pain,
For I know I'll never experience life with you again.
Numb with grief,
I've no clue how to carry on without you.
Just like how you faded into dust,
I too am falling apart at the seams,
As I continue to live in the past,
Desperate to hold onto the memory of you.
I envy that while you have reached Paradise,
I'm left here wandering in eternal despair,
Doomed to a place devoid of comfort anywhere.
Surrounded by an ocean of people everyday,
Yet I feel swallowed by the depths of loneliness,
As it grows and grows and threatens to swallow me whole,
Suffocating me, drowning me in waves of sorrow.
And so every night when the moon casts its gentle glow on earth,
I search the stars for answers, for a glimmer of hope,
That our once intertwined souls
Will find each other again
Not in this world but another.
YOU ARE READING
Lost Girls: An Anthology of Poems
PuisiIt's okay to be lost amid the chaos of the world. Where I let out all the consuming thoughts stuck in my head. Dedication: To anyone who's hurting, you're not alone. It'll be okay.