Win or Lose..

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by NotSureAnymore, Oct 6, 2009.

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  1. NotSureAnymore

    NotSureAnymore Well-Known Member

    My eyes feel like they’re burning
    But I continue to hold back
    The release would be the easy way out
    I’d rather feel the burn.. and that’s a fact

    I torture myself slowly and mentally
    By breaking myself down bit by bit
    It’s like a game I play by myself-
    Although my demons eventually win

    I sit here with a blank look on my face
    Looking like I’ve lost someone or something
    I’d rather feel helpless, lonely, and lost
    I’m not ready to find whatever it IS that is missing.

    I’m feeling drugged on my self pity
    And feeling high on my low self esteem
    Yet I’m drunk on loneliness and sadness
    And feeling hung over with empty dreams.
     
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Thanks for sharing :hug:
     
  3. kurenai

    kurenai Well-Known Member

    Most people wouldn't understand the desire to burn, but you make the understanding of it very powerful through your imagery, of breaking, and having a facade of blankness. I like how the poem ends with a hung over feeling, as if the burning ended, and left only an 'emptiness' of which you are barely aware...
     
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