Uncertain.

LostInMyMistakes

I can’t sit, or stand or be. 

My head is always running. 

My thoughts like bullets through my body. 

When I can rest I am restless. 

My head showing me things I don’t wanna see. 

Dreams that I can’t stand. 

It just feels wrong.

 

Wanting the new and not appreciating the old. 

My longing for new experiences is exhausting to me.

It feels like I have to pull myself together all the time. 

I want to do it but I know it won’t bring me peace either way. 

My hearts aches for the right thing but it can’t follow. 

Like I am sabotaging myself.

 

I can’t be trusted. 

Leaving my home I forget it. 

I forget its worth and place in myself. 

When leaving my home, I leave my personality behind, I leave behind me. 

I become someone new every time step out of place for a few days.

 And I become myself again when home again. 

 

Not the same, just the same body and smile. 

Feeling like that wasn’t me. 

Couldn’t have been me. 

Not ME. 

More like a corrupted version of myself. 

Like someone stole my memories and gave my actions to someone else. 

 

All these thoughts so I don’t have to look at the truth, to not confront myself with what really is ME.

  • Author: LostInMyMistakes (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 19th, 2023 10:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: trying to get to myself.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 6
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  • BlessedbyGod

    The first thing you need to do is realize that nobody is perfect, and that you do the best that u can, you've found a great place to find release and get your thoughts out of your head, it's the first step in finding your true self, letting go of these thoughts and emotions,
    You have found a great support system in the MPS family!!!let me be the first to say Welcome and I can't wait to read more of your work, you are very talented

  • Bobby O

    This is really good. It’s an honest introspective. I love your metaphors the way you altered your phrasing , which shows an innate understanding of the art. I will be looking forward to your future offerings.



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