Unfinished
I’ve been catching sunbeams in a little glass jar.
I’ve got nothing to lose now, apart from my self-control.
I want to set free the world and release my soul afar.
I’ve lost control of growing old.
Head still thinking sideways, but now I don’t know.
With youth I was so sure, but now I fall alone.
Lost my support family, friends used to surround me,
Until I gave them away to live again happily.
Reaching out for independence.
Lost the will to learn to dance.
Inhaling songs never heard before.
Trying to cure the endless bore.
I call me ugly;
Unhappy underneath my empathy.
I am empty, skeleton bones.
Stripped bare of skin, broken soul.
Drink everything away to sink into oblivion.
Riding high over the world gliding on the equilibrium.
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Author:
Aa Harvey (
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Comments2
A wry muse sublime and eloquently expressed. Kudos for this poem, how you spill in ink so appealingly and deeply. !!
Pls Pleez do read and comment my newest poem too.
Beautifully written
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