Just wanted to say that this is my most recent poem as of July 7, 2018. I was feeling really down when I wrote this.
Written June 18, 2018
Your heart may beat
Constant and strong,
Steady and sure
Like a self-assured song
Writer
Who knows what it's all about,
How to live within and without,
How to keep a system flowing
Through trials and tribulations
In
Out
Even as the system works,
And your body does its work
Are you alive?
In a world where no one cares for the living
Where society shuns until existence is taken from you
Are you alive?
Through all the times you party,
And the aftermath- fun?- hardly,
Ask yourself, count one to five and say
"Are you alive?"
Sometimes, I feel like I'm not.
At times it's all pretense
My heart harder than the shell of a coconut
The insides softer than rotting tomatoes worth less than five-pence,
And still I ask myself
"Are you alive?"
Living, but done.
In the present, but gone.
Kelly Akoum go have fun
But are you alive?
Today, the answer to that question
Is no.
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PoetryA diary of poetry. A place to freely express content. Every single poem in this book is written by me and me alone. (please let me know if you see copycats anywhere) This is to kind of share a closed off part myself with the world.
