Do you see me I'm lost

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  1. vj82

    vj82 New Member

    Do you see me I am lost?
    I don’t know the life that I live,
    Can’t see outside of myself or appreciate what I’ve achieved.
    I stay awake in bed at night and wonder who it is I am?
    And remember all good times I had in vain attempts to come back
    Was it the split of a great love or/and the death of a friend?
    And/or the abandonment of more and then another friends end?
    Not going to happen again I’ll never refuse to give up
    I know I’ll have the strength to always pick myself up…
    After a state of decline,
    Outside can’t cling too long, responsibilities’ mine
    Ever since the day I stood up for more it’s been hard to place trust in those that now seem to love me
    Am I in an identity flux?
    Because I refuse to ever live like that so place myself at the fault,
    Have to remember I’m a victim of the mentals assault
    Digging deeper thinking that I’d feel sorry for myself,
    Come back again remembering to place the past on a shelf
    Have I let the time move on or in a constant state of denial?
    Did I learn anything afterwards or never moved on as a child?
    Always asking the questions though answers never appear,
    Not going to attach myself to anything, as nothing seems clear
    Memories are haunting, is the light dimming or brighter?
    Walking through the tunnel now I know I’m a fighter
    One thing I’ve realised today is you have to make the mistakes
    If you’re afraid and stay grounded that’s one you’ve already made
    How to learn from the change if you don’t move out of your place?
    You’re taught from an experience, that’s how your confidence made
    You can’t just do anything when you want or feel need
    No-change breeds from no action; a plant grows from a seed.
    Some couldn’t relate to this
    Faction couldn’t care less
    We all have a story ‘so what?’ (Causes your stress)
    This is the beauty of the world nothing is always the same
    Nature, god, chaos, science, religion, a ride, competition, a game
    Shared in symbols, images and words you’d recognise,
    Though in all communication meaning’s lost its surprise
    Science, the investigation of sense our consciences made
    Cultivating our confusion into terrestrial plain
    Or is the answer simply that I am the confusion?
    And my obsession with some greatness led to desire, then illusion
    And anything I ever write is concerned with my quest, this is leading me to conclude I’ve not moved on from unrest
    As I said in the beginning do you see me I’m lost
    Did you see this without reading it and never spoke up or forgot?
    Am I the only one that doesn’t value myself?
     
  2. Lady Byron

    Lady Byron Well-Known Member

    OMG. That's all I have to say. I'm dumbstruck cause this is really good. I hope it's okay that I posted this. It's just, it sent shivers up my spine.
     
  3. vj82

    vj82 New Member

    thank you. that's a great first reply for my first posting here.

    it means a great deal to me that you liked it
     
  4. darkplace

    darkplace Well-Known Member

    Beautiful.
     
  5. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    beautiful..thanks for sharing!
     
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