Can I be ignorant?
Is that okay?
Can I look past my problems like
The number of a page?
I feel so worthless
That I'm trapped all alone
And I'm being haunted
By my thoughts unknown
Surrounded by a storm
Which ends with doom
Fell without warning
A constant loom
My mentality
Went out of whack
My life was a train
That ran off track
No matter what I say
And forget the actions I do
This battle I cannot win
I'm cursed to always lose
The problems pile up
The air I breath, allotted
The walls close in
God, I'm claustrophobic
Can you look in my eyes
And say I'm lying?
Can you tell from my smile
I go to sleep crying?
I don't have the guts
To say everything
That's on my mind
Pushed away are my feelings
All day, all night
This monster roams
How could I not understand?
Once a foreigner
It's the king of my land
I did what I could
To win control
Though, you can see
That wasn't so
Do I need help
A psychologist
Or is it too late
Now I'm faded to mist?
Give me substance
Make me whole
To be normal
Is my goal
Without dying
I wanna see the light
I keep trying
With all my might
My problems rose as master
I now a slave
Can someone help
Make me brave?
Lend me a hand
Instead of shoving me aside
I won't go far
Without a guide
In my life
I'm held down
Buried as I breathe
6 feet underground
Can't I stay ignorant
To keep things simple
Or will I always be
Emotionally crippled?
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Simply Poetic
PoesiaMiscellaneous rhythms and meanings meant to convey feelings and thoughts, maybe they'll make you think, maybe they'll make you wonder what's wrong with me, maybe you'll even enjoy them. Simply put, it is my attempt at good poetry
