Hello everyone, I will be unable to post anything as my younger cousin broke my computer.
Someone needs to take away my phone im falling in love with words on my screen but the second I look away I hear screaming
Every action in my life a haunting choice. I see the paths I missed of terror and the ones where I had been led to horror
A light looks up at me and responds to the tapping of my fingers and I dare not look away , for if I do my love will not stay
But do I want it to be here after all the pain it has caused
So I try to look away from it
But nothing else can light my life, I look around to hear screams and agony
Forgive me family
Forgive me friends
Forgive me foes
If I am to absorbed in the darkness at least it looks like light
Though it may be causing the screams
It’s the only way they stop playing
Like a musician afraid of music
An artist afraid of art
A writer that fears scripts
and a poet who fears their heart
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Author:
Creator of Mystery (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I feel as though these screens we look at cause agony but are advertised as the only escape to the pain of their own creation, I also feel like a trapped poet, as I am a very young writer around 10-13 and fear telling anyone of my artistic hobby will make me lose something.
- Category: Surrealist
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