Identity Crisis

Identity Crisis

A Poem by SeemsPoetic
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When we cannot truly figure out who we really are as an individual

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Written by: S_____P____

I’m having an identity crisis,

Do I even know myself;

or...

Is my mirror faceless?

My book of memories is slowly fading,

As far as I’m concerned...

It’s pageless,

My hope is hanging by a thread,

The thoughts of who I really am

Are screaming in my head,

Is this who I want to be?

Or should the past me

be dead?

Is this really me?

Is this really my life?

If it is...

Why do I even have this strife?

If it is...

Why don’t I know which wars to fight?

In which battles do I allow my emotions to unravel?

Use them as might to shine bright,

Use them to get through the most helpless of plights,

These thoughts cause the most sleepless of nights,

I miss those dreams when I’d soar high and take flight,

But now when I close my eyes,

I’m being buried alive,

Nightmares are like poetry,

At least metaphorically,

The metaphors are like falsified honesty,

So unreal and yet they express how we really feel,

Maybe that’s why we cannot dream

When we feel insane,

Cuz are honest nightmares are now the real deal,

So we lay still,

Eyes open,

Reality broken,

Stuck hoping,

That the ceiling has the answers

But it's shy

It hates talking,

We lay there thinking

What this life is,

What it represents,

Waging wars in our heads,

It’s a crisis of identity

When all the past mistakes

Leave so many things unsaid,

When those big dreams of the past have gone and fled,

Laying in our comfortable but uncomforting bed,

We ask ourselves

Who we could have been,

Who we could be,

If only those shooting stars could grant our wishes and help us see,

If each star in the sky...

Gave each person their identity,

If only it was that easy…

I guess for now we’ll just stay stuck...
With these identity crises

© 2017 SeemsPoetic


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"Nightmares are like poetry,At least metaphorically, The metaphors are like falsified honesty, So unreal and yet they express how we really feel" I really enjoyed this! Your word choice was amazing and I love how well everything flows together. This(in my opinion) encourages people to think and self-reflect a bit. Love it!

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

SeemsPoetic

3 Years Ago

Self reflection is what I try to encourage or inspire through my poems. Thanks for the review!



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thanks for entering my real me competition, am judging this weekend, thanks for this amazing poem

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love your work. This piece is amazing for several reasons: imagery, a truth of man, an existential crisis with frustration and passion.
Fabulous.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

"Nightmares are like poetry,At least metaphorically, The metaphors are like falsified honesty, So unreal and yet they express how we really feel" I really enjoyed this! Your word choice was amazing and I love how well everything flows together. This(in my opinion) encourages people to think and self-reflect a bit. Love it!

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

SeemsPoetic

3 Years Ago

Self reflection is what I try to encourage or inspire through my poems. Thanks for the review!
"Stuck hoping that the ceiling has the answers." This poem is just beautiful and very relatable. You have a real talent, honestly. All of your work has such profound meaning and thought-provoking stories. I love it!

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

SeemsPoetic

3 Years Ago

Thanks Jenna! love reading your reviews they are always so uplifting and inspiring for me :)
Jenna Kay

3 Years Ago

No problem!! Inspiring work deserves equally inspiring feedback. :) Keep up the amazing work!

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Added on June 18, 2016
Last Updated on April 28, 2017
Tags: Sleepless, nights, stars, dreams, life, identity, crisis, thoughts, insane, soulsearching

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SeemsPoetic
SeemsPoetic

Green Bay, WI



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Self taught artist. I write free verse and spoken word poetry. 19 years old. more..

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