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?
YOU ARE READING
Apart of You [Poetry]
Poetry𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏; 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒊𝒏. 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 #1...