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?
