Disillusionment

sylviasearcher

I’m lost losing left
There’s a fog fixing set
A buzz in my brain
Keeps mispronouncing my name

I want you to hold me
I need you to see
Release my reflection
Until my perfection is free

I’m ambivalence raging
As my wanting is fading
There’s a drum in my bones
Braying sweet songs of alone

I wanted to exist
I need to resist
Release my reflection
Until my perfection is free

I’m tired of trying
And slowly I’m dying
A shiver stabs at my spine
To spell out what’s not mine

I wanted to love
I needed to lose
Reject my reflection
Until I’m not what you choose

I wanted to love
I was destined to lose
Illusion confusion
Same face, old news

  • Author: sylviasearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 23rd, 2019 08:27
  • Comment from author about the poem: Nothing is coming out right today Especially not my words
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Poetic Dan

    Yet there all your words stand before, if there is no spoon then there is nothing to win or lose. Just be!

    Brilliantly expressed, you got this!

    • sylviasearcher

      Iā€™m not so sure but thanks šŸ’œ



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