some personal poems about little 'ol life
and photos to entertain the eyes
poetry + fotas
I was looking for something to define me, Because I didn't know who I was. Something to give me happiness, Something just because. I was looking for that sense of belonging, A place for me to shine. Something I had always looked for, Something I was ready to find. I was wishing for something to complete me, To serve as that missing piece. I was hoping that it would raise me, To overcome whatever feat. I was looking for what they call community, My home away from home. So I never had to feel again, That feeling of being alone. I was looking for something to be proud of, That could move me to happy tears, Something I could belong to, No matter how many the years. But the only tears incited, By this thing I yearned to have, Have never been tears of happiness, But tears of wishing I never had. Never found this thing so "joyous" Never found this thing so "great" Tears are what I wanted, But not tears of sad and hate. What I found was only a black hole, Which steals way to all I am. And while I wish I could climb my way back out, I am afraid -- I never can. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. Archives
February 2015
Categories |