Klaire Drumm

Eunoia

Why do people criticize, when they don't even know me?

I can't express myself freely, without going through a gusty wind full of debris with hate, sadness, depression; with no sight to see

I try to express how I feel, but they don't foresee

Am I loosing my sanity?

My heart plummets, sinking, deep, down, under the sea

I want to guarantee, with the look of free in my eyes that maybe someone will understand me

I constantly think that I'll be stuck, maybe even for eternity

Hoping for the day when someone doesn't disagree

And then and only then I can begin to be happy

Comments3

  • Goldfinch60

    People are scared that they may reveal their own inconsistencies with people they meet so go on the 'blame game' as a form of defence. True people will take time to understand and you will find that on this site there are many who WILL understand.
    Good write and I agree with you so happiness is yours.

  • JLL517

    Great poem

  • Tony36

    Well written and expressed



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