Saturday, 6 September 2014

Falling into the pit. A poem wrote by me on how i'm feeling right now.

Falling deeper into the pit 
The light is being swallowed and i struggle to see 
Hope is disintegrating as i fall 
I don't like me. 
I'm falling into another brick wall 
Please can i feel tall , like the stars are within reach 
I feel i can learn something if there's someone willing to teach 
I feel undermined and like i can't breath 
I want to exist , i don't want existence
I am the sprout left on the plate at christmas
I am not dwelling in self pitty
Nor am i an attention seeker
I am what i believe .... a failure.
Lost so much , a space that i can't replace
I've been bad i've been good
But i feel so misunderstood
I have potential and a hunger in my belly
But each time i try , i don't try hard enough
I'm hoping the brick wall will crumble
and my belly rumble
so that sprout left at Christmas can become humble.

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