Murder

gqam

My hands stained from my blood

What have I done

I have killed myself

I killed the good in me

Now who stands is a person of reflection, a copy of the world

  • Author: Gqam (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 28th, 2023 02:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: This poem is about how we kill ourselves to please others, to be part of the crowd. We kill ourselves to be lost.
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 16
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Comments2

  • jarcher54

    Recognizing what you have done is the first step toward our freedom. Young poets like you are so full of new ways of expressing emotions and inner thoughts! It is a thing of awe and hope to an older guy like me.

    • gqam

      Thank you so much!

    • orchidee

      But you are still here, writing this poem! lol. You is not dead.



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