ElenaGrace

I’m Just An E c h o

i’m told to be myself

but that’s difficult since i’m just an echo

an echo of so many people before me

sitting alone beside our dire thoughts

this echo is of loss and desperation and sadness and anger and confusion 

but our sound is deflecting off your rock walls

rock of obliviousness, ignorance, disgust, fear

so keep telling me to be myself, to be what I was

not recognizing that this is what I’ve become

and when i’m gone another face will come into focus

to hear your message and to attempt to deliver ours

but they’re just an echo too and they’ll fade

how many more till you listen to our suffering? till your rock is weathered away?

 

we’re just an echo of someone else you’ve already heard
i’m just an echo
just an echo
an echo
e c h o

Comments1

  • Shadowbox15

    That was a wonderful poem. But, if you could use a bit more repetition to reflect your statement, I think that it could be made even more powerful.



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