I had to let you go
That short lived feeling
Has long passed
I need to find a way
To be ok today
I need to find a way
To stop the pain again
What the hell do I do
When all I want is to escape
To feel something else
Besides this eternal heartache
I know longer care
If I win or lose
I know longer know
Who I even am
All I have ever done
Is fight to want to live
Without this dream I have
There is nothing left to give
A wanderer is what I am
A warrior as well
I hold my shield up
But my arms they grow weary
And sometimes I take a hit
When I let the shield fall
This is when you see it all
The pain is on my face
The plastered pieces start to crumple
And the fissures and scars all show
This is what I am
A scarred and broken thing
Like a beautiful bird
With a broken wing
I cannot sing
I cannot fly
The truth is that every day
What I long for
Is to simply die
I try to see the beauty in the world
I try to look toward the sky
I try to ask myself questions
I start to wonder why
Peace has not found me
This is when I cry
Nyx
I wrote this poem back in 2018. This poem is my favorite because it is a clear view to my soul. This is how I truly see myself.
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