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Breathe
breathe. slow down. faster and faster, my world keeps on spinning, i try to keep up, but the world is winning. my mind is blank, but the words keep on flowing. the boat isn't moving, though I keep on rowing. the world moves fast around me and I can't seem to keep up. the drink is pouring, but just doesn't fill the cup. my mouth is moving, but the words just won't come out. i'm so frustrated, i just want to shout. my heart is beating out of my chest, why can't i just be like the rest. i try to hear you, but it feels like i'm deaf, the sparkle in my eye seems to have left. my cheeks are stained with my tears, i try to scream, but no one hears. i hold myself to keep me together, but i'm afraid i'll be like this forever. I want serious thoughts and critique, okay? I've taken this poem to websites and poetry clubs and such, shown them the poem and they all loved it, I've even won awards I refused to claim because I feel like it just isn't good enough. What do you think when you read this poem? What does it remind you of or how does it make you feel? |
I wonder if this could also work as a rock or folk song.
Maybe it could work as a rap one, too. xD |
i love this. there is so much imagery. makes me want to draw it. you really should've accepted those awards you got for it.
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