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x-completely-incomplete-x Vice Captain
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 Posted: Tue Aug 26, 2008 12:21 pm
UntitledI thought I had over come this
Gotten rid of all this pain
Living in a world of bliss
Thinking there was everything to gain
I guess I was wrong to assume
This pain won't stop lingering
Ahead I see a dark, foggy gloom
Look at me, I have nothing to bring
Nothing I have that I can offer
Nothing I can truely give
Nothing that can really be a bother
Nothing that can make me want to live
Inside I'm screaming for someone
Outside I silence all the chaos in my head
Inside I wish that all of this could be done
Outside I'm pretending that inside I'm not dead
It's clear that I can't do this on my own
But I'm afraid to show any weakness
What's the point if I'm ending up alone?
Even with someone with the utmost kindness
I've already once overcome this hill
Why must I tumble down once more?
This depression I have to kill
Before it once and for all eats at my core
In all honesty I'm nothing but confused
Why I'm even writing this poem is beyond me
My heart has been continuously abused
But for some reason writing makes me feel free
What does it even do?
It's nothing but words strung together
If only I could find some clue
I wonder if it's true "never say never"
What if there is some hope
A hope that I am too blind to see
A method that could help me cope
Somehow I could once again be the real me
This poem really has no real purpose
Maybe no one will ever read it
It probably won't get rid of all these curses
But in this moment, everything seems to fit.
An emotional roller coaster seems constant
This poem is evidence of such
Something different is felt in every instant
But I try not to dwell on it too much
All I know is that I can't keep going on like this
Trying to get through day by day
The days of true happiness, I truely do miss
Not the days of simply feeling "okay"
I finally got my feelings out
Even if it was only to me, myself and I
Now I feel no real reason to pout
But still I have to keep asking "Why"?
I still feel upset
I still feel oh so down
"Hello happiness, I don't think we've met?"
"Ah dear sorrow, why do you hang around?"
I guess I should wrap this up now
Since I have nothing else to say
How funny it is, if you can see how
Just pay attention if you may
You can go from feeling so worthless
You can go from feeling so depressed
But as soon as you start writing, I guess
You start to not feel so messed
Maybe I will feel this way again
Maybe I never will
But as I hold this delicate pen
I feel no reason to kill
I let you off here my dear friend
Leaving with much lighter shoulders
I just have to hope things will work out in the end
And hope that I won't have to carry any more boulders
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Posted: Mon Sep 08, 2008 7:39 pm
wow. I really, really like this. I can identify with it and the journey described [except for me its drawing and art]. Great work!!
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