Deep Inside Poem, by Existing Beyond Me, at My poetic side

Deep inside my head,

I don't know quite where,

but I know its in there,

is a me that knows something I don't.

Deep Inside my head,

are so many choices,

surrounded by voices,

they cannot escape and won't.

Deep inside my head,

there's something I left behind,

lost... since I can't find,

the something that makes me complete.

Deep inside my head,

there's a soul that's not restin',

till I answer the question,

of what... is trapped inside me.

Author: Existing Beyond Me ( Offline)
Published: June 11th, 2022 23:05
Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this a long time ago, but I still consider it to be one of my favorite works. I was a depressed dark teenager when I wrote this. I might make a part two soon, been having new ideas about it and since then, (many years ago), I believe I may know what I was missing in myself when I wrote this... I was missing the part of me that can remember what it was like to have a healthy living soul. What my soul was missing then and in this poem was... happiness. The kind of precious happiness that one carries from being a precious child soul... a part of the soul that's from the roots of a person and is the pure, genuine, core happiness of the soul of that person. I was missing not only happiness but the part of me that could even remember what it was like to be happy... I didn't even recognize at that time that happiness was missing from my experiencing. I would just take off and fill that hole with partying on the streets or wherever. I didn't recognize myself then because my life as a teenager had gone through so many extremes and changes that they took a toll on my soul and being. I couldn't remember anything about my living soul, ...what my soul feels and looks like when it laughs or smiles. Instead, I considered myself dead inside, dead to soul, and only God, many years later, could revive this deadened boy.
Category: Gothic
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