Despair
Emotions swirling in the wind
Trapping me in the tornado of despair
Feeling emotion has done me no good
I act impulsively and take inaccurate steps
Nothing like the psychopathy that I once clung to
I hate the emotional dependence and all the cons of that lifestyle
My cold and calculated nature slips away in a gust of wind
Like the way a leaf does when falling as summer leaves us
I am losing my way
I am losing how I live
I’m losing myself
The way I lose my keys or how I am losing ability to feel no emotion
I have developed the inability to think logically
I act on principal and moral codes
Something I used to never understand
What has sprung this surge of emotion?
Why am I dying?
I am sick and there is nothing I nor anyone could do to save me
May my soul rest after I am gone
Whether heaven or hell
Whether nothing or something
May I eternally rest in peace
Without a shred of despair
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.