Unanswered Questions

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I don't remember when it began,
My existence fading, like a mirage on the sand.
An object forgotten, no longer in demand,
Slowly slipping away, like a ghostly hand.

My emotions, a swirling mix of pain and despair,
Was it sadness or anger that filled the air?
Tears of joy or tears of pain, who could tell,
As my world crumbled, and my heart fell in fear.

My thoughts, a jumbled mess, a never-ending riddle,
I wonder and ponder, but they continue to fiddle.
Empty words, floating around my brain,
Driving me insane, causing me pain.

Who am I? A girl, a woman, a fighter, a survivor?
A demon or an angel, a sinner or a forgiver?
Where did my existence begin, and where will it end?
Questions unanswered, my heart cannot mend.

In my room, lost in thought, my mind a blur,
As I write this poem, my thoughts begin to stir.
Confused on what to call it, what to say,
Is it poetry or gibberish, or a cry for help today?

Do my words make sense, can you see my plight,
As I search for answers, in the darkness of the night?

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