A human need?

sylviasearcher



What do I need?

Friend?

 

Do I need to prove

My worthiness?

 

Do I need to show

My good intentions?

 

That I am of sound mind?

And my plan is only kind?

 

What do I need

Self? 

 

Do I need to justify

My pointlessness? 

 

Or demonstrate

The error of my indiscretions? 

 

That I am 

I am 

I am

 

Human?

 

What does it mean

Being?

 

You think you see me

You think you know

You see only the illusion

You mind seeks to show

 

Are you even here

Or is that my confusion?

 

Free will

Free won’t

 

What do I need

On my knees

How you prefer

I plead

 

Friend? 

 

Dead

End

 

Show me how real

You are

Behind your painted smile

And your imperfections

Reflect on my reflections 

 

Friend

 

What do you need?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: sylviasearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 19th, 2019 04:39
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a bit of a mix of thoughts about seeking connection and a sense of belonging whilst having a sense that all is transient, unreal and shaped by perception. It is written to the โ€˜selfโ€™ as much to the โ€˜otherโ€™ if such things do indeed exist. What is conscious? What is known? What is knowing? Does it matter? I made my head hurt! Well terrorivision might make it feel better?
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  • User favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan.
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Comments4

  • Nicholas Browning

    "Reflect on my reflections." That statement sums it all up.
    I've got a saying that goes a little like this, "The only things you know about me are the things that I let you know."
    A mysterious read, I enjoyed it.

    • sylviasearcher

      Or to turn it around, you know what you already believe.

      Humans are mysterious indeed.

      Thanks Nic

    • Michael Edwards

      Put your brain into gear - so much to think about - great write that invites you to engage.

      • sylviasearcher

        Engaging is always good. I think. Usually. For some.
        Thanks Michael

      • Goldfinch60

        We all wear different masks in differing occasions, who actually sees the real me.

        • sylviasearcher

          Who indeed, do we even see ourselves? Is one mask more or less real than the next or are we just ever transient?

        • Poetic Dan

          Nothing or just truth of self beautiful read but felt a tortured mind, maybe yours maybe mine ๐Ÿ˜‰
          No matter what friend, we'll be just fine!

          • sylviasearcher

            Oh pretty sure that tortured mine is yours, but perhaps the tortured ones are just more awake?

            I aim to be fine!

            Thanks Dan ๐Ÿ˜Š

            • Poetic Dan

              Great shot!

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