Some nights you see the best in me,
Noting the ups and downs
In the so-called endless abyss
More commonly known as life.
Others, you sit back,
Watching as your breath fogs the window.
Staring into space,
As the water melts and drips down – below.
I watch your brain whir,
As each thought trickles down
As if through a crevasse in a mountain.
You stand silently in the corner
As a sequence of 1s and 0s
Find themselves rushing, pouring,
Before settling down to sleep
In a frozen tundra of a world.
And I can’t help but wonder,
Why would someone like you
Settle for someone like me –
A reprobate in the eyes of the machine.
My edges rough and cracked
Jutting out into an awkward
Silence.
Filling the air, now thick with fog.
Choking, choking, choking,
Until it’s gone.
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Author:
Alex Goddard (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I encourage you to find your own meaning behind this poem but for anyone who's curious (haha doubt it) this poem was written about the anxiety that comes with being a social outcast and the results of continuously struggling to find acceptance from others - depressing ik but oh well that's life i guess.Also sorry it's shit but I'm not a poet and my English teacher is disappointed in me cos I'm failing.
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i really like the words used here... i liked every line. i found this to be interesting
This poem is truly beautiful. I relate to it on a level I don't really understand. Thank you for writing it, it's my favourite since I joined this site x
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