Another Poetry Thursday, hurray! I just want to mention that they may sound a bit sad or upsetting to some of you, and just because usually I get people asking if I’m all right, I just want to reassure that everything is a’ok with me. Sometimes I start writing and the strangest emotions come out. And heck, sometimes the sadder stuff is just easier to write!
Before I get going with my poems, I did want to point out that I finally put my Book Bucket List page on Tuesday evening – so go check that out if you haven’t already. Like I said before, I’ll be continuously updating it, and hopefully I can get back into the swing of things and actually take a few books off that list! I’ll try to leave not on future posts if I’ve updated it or finished any books to remind you guys to go check if you’re interested.
Without further delay, the poems!
“Never again!” I screamed into the night –
echoes of my voice, ringing in my ears,
filling my heart with loathing, rageful, spite.
From the shadows, I see myself appear;
a forgotten person, lost long ago –
what went wrong, why I changed, that is unclear.
My double smiles, and nods a “hello”,
its presence haunts; images of before,
reminds me of what I want not to know.
I turn from myself, I plan to ignore
the past – from the life I left behind me;
That is not me, “never again”, I swore.
My shadow follows, I am never free –
recalling things I wish never to see.
Once before, I could fly – I could soar
into the clouds. There was joy before
lightning struck. Forever on the ground,
still alive – but I feel like I’ve drowned
in a pool of my own wretched tears;
I have succumbed to all of my fears.
And as I begin to use my feet,
I feel myself collapse in defeat,
crying out “Why?” to my maker. Crying
for what’s lost, wishing I was flying,
wishing I was living like the kings –
forever mourning my broken wings.
And life moves on, with or without me,
no matter how much I beg or plea.
I stagger on, keep moving along
without my wings. And I don’t belong
in a world without the wind – no clouds
to protect me with their silver shroud.
I look up to the sky, see the blue
fantastic world, the places I knew.
And I can almost reach, almost feel
the only heaven I knew was real.