They say I'm selfless


I feel so damn helpless 

Struggling to swim in a sea with countless 

Ever so vast, expanding, boundless 

Terror and fear, my screams are soundless 

Dreaming of days when blue sky's are cloudless 


Rain pours on, I have no prowess

I trudge alone, my pain is bowelless 

The sky turns black, I stand there shroudless

My beaten soul, shakes and cowers 

I smile and take it, bleeding and fightless 

My eyes are blind, I'm wandering sightless 

The abuse is normal, I'm weak and prideless 

It is never ending, constant, tideless 


The sun will shine the day I'm lifeless 

I'm stuck living, an eternal crisis 

My brain is full, breached and dreamless 

Every threat made, superior and seamless 


My lungs are punctured, heaving and breathless

The time is now, I'm ready to end this 

  • Author: Whimsical_1 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 6th, 2016 21:28
  • Comment from author about the poem: Id love any comment you have to share with me :)
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Augustus

    I am no expert, but you poem reads effortlessly and beautifully. The message is clear that outwardly you appear o.k., but inside you are in overwhelmed with turmoil and depressed. I love "my beaten soul shakes and cowers."

    • Whimsical_1

      Thank you so much for your words. I appreciate you taking the time to tell me how what you get from this and how it reads. It really means a lot to have people just willing to read some of my work and write a quick response

      • Augustus

        I know exactly what you mean.

      • WriteBeLight

        In review of this piece, I feel what you are going through, alone and stuck in a situation of which you have no power over. I like that you got right to the point. Excellent!

        • Whimsical_1

          Thank you so much for your review. It intrigues me to know what others get from my words

        • BRIAN & ANGELA

          THANKS WHIM ~ for a very elegantly written poem pulsating with rhythm and very clever rhyme ! The contents however is less sparkling ! The poem describes a downward descent for breathles and finally "The time is now ~ I'm ready to end this" Hope your depression stops short at that. I've had a busy week ~ but it's now FRIDAY (5pm and i'm home) so the cloud has lifted ! LET THE WEEKEND BEGIN ! (Hope that lifts you up !) Yours BRIAN

          • Whimsical_1

            Thanks Brian for your kind words. Writhing is just a way for me to express feeling I really appreciate you taking the time to comment, have an absolutely wonderful weekend!

          • vanabba3

            Wow! and I thought I wrote about the darkness... You have this character, (hopefully not you) in such a trapped downward spiral from everything and everyone around him, I can actually feel the pain as I read...

            • Whimsical_1

              Haha, yes, when I write poems I tend to write them on the darker side. I'm really happy that you could feel and possibly even empathize with the hypothetical character created. I try to connect and touch my readers on a deeper level than just words, as I'm sure you do as well. Thank you so much for the feedback!

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