The poems start inexperienced, I was younger then. As you read further it shows my growth as a person and my fallbacks. Maturing slowly through each one. It's my mental journey.
These are poems are my outlet and help me with my issues when I can't d...
The famous question, Why? No one needs to make a suggestion, For the answer, will come to you when you're ready, When you are emotionally and physically steady, Steady on your feet, steadily making it through the day, Steadily realizing it had to be this way, Why, you ask, for the question of not knowing why it was done, Why? Why? Why? Why not? That question will keep popping up and it has only just begun,
Why? Why? Why? Why do you keep crying? Is it because you feel guilty about wishing you were dying? Or is it that your constantly, to yourself and others, lying? Lying down, and taking the beating, While also lying, about your retreating, Retreating into the dark, Taking the pain away with that poison dart, Wondering how you can go back to the start, Knowing that by doing this, it only blackens your heart (Truths in your lies)
Why? Why? Why? Why do I feel so empty? Because you have had plenty, So now it takes back your incentive, The invisible force that knows what you need, Humans are so full of greed, We want more and more of things that we aren't looking for, So we have everything, but not knowing what we truly want, so what's in store? We have our false desires, Why is there still no satisfaction? Still so,... empty, Has everything, and is wealthy, That means you followed your head and didn't listen to your heart or soul, So you know the answer to why you're not whole (Listen closer)
Why? Why? Why? Why did it have to be me? This question is a bit selfish, so you see, I won't really answer this, This should stay only in the darkest abyss, I would hope that you would keep this question only in mind, But now I see you're a different kind, Different, in thinking mainly about you, Not really thinking about what other people went through, Honestly, no one else can answer this as well, still these why questions, is only something we ourselves, can figure out, Of course we still have to make a big statement and shout, Just so we can dillude ourselves out of doubt, You see, this only springs more questions, that have endless answers, still nonsense, and we still wonder, So in our confusion, of wanting to know we recklessly plunder (Stop & Think)
Why? Why? Why? Why do you act that way? You want to keep them close, yet you constantly push them away, They're words that you aren't able to say, Yet, you need them most, to tell them to stay, The disappointed look upon the face, You're the one who put it there, and it cannot be erased, From mind and heart, even the soul, but it was so easily placed, They're the demons that you have yet to face, People are easily turned, but in a different manner, But you run away, with the surrender banner, (Coward, Fight)
Does this answer the question that you already know the answer to? If so, you knew, and acted like a child who didn't know what to do, And for that, is the answer to another why, Why did they leave? Because you did first, did you really think they would stay and just believe? My friend, apparently you are the one so disillusioned, thinking you can deceive, You perception, makes you blind, so you really don't perceive, Now do what you do best, and.. just....
...leave.
..
....
Maybe we're asking the wrong questions, Or we shouldn't be asking them at all, Either way, one day it will be our downfall, (Questions, With Non-Answers. Or Answer Without Questioning)
Still so many questions, but I'm pretty sure you know, No matter how many times you ask, you're the only foe All the answers, will only truly show, When you're ready to accept, and,
just,
let,
go.
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