Unsure

Unsure

A Poem by Carly

I used to be somebody else
Times would arise when I felt complete
Now I wonder how I lost control
Piecing together the mistakes I’ve made

I used to call the shots
Without questioning myself at all
Today, I wake up to find
Yesterday could’ve been better
If I felt alive

A moment ago I forgot to breathe
Then my thoughts ran out on me
And I realized I’ve become so numb
Unsure of what got me here

I close my eyes before I lay down
And try to remember my hometown
Thinking of those footsteps that led me here
And why all along I had no fear
When for some reason, I seem to be terrified
Because my past isn’t letting me go
Now I wonder how I lost control

People see right through me
I wish I wasn’t transparent
Crippled days 
Will soon blossom into
Glory

My reflection waits
For the day I return
Just a little bit scared right now
I used to be somebody else

I close my eyes before I lay down
And try to remember my hometown
Thinking of those footsteps that led me here
And why all along I had no fear
When for some reason, I seem to be terrified
I’m not letting go
I’m just unsure of what got me here

I close my eyes before I lay down
And try to remember my hometown
Thinking of those footsteps that led me here
And why all along I had no fear
When for some reason, I seem to be terrified
I’m not letting go
I’m just unsure of what got me here

© 2016 Carly



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A fine literary child you have birthed here! I would like to hear it read aloud some day. I liked the repeating refrain in the poem, well used without burning it out.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Carly

1 Year Ago

Thanks! I appreciate your comment :)
Well written, indeed. The mirror of illusion, after the sunlight of feigned happiness has departed from it, cracks and then shatters, leaving one exposed and vulnerable. Then they look for some place of refuge to reforge themselves, hoping for a truer light to enter into their darkened mind. Sometimes there is a conclusion, other times the cycle begins once more, and yet other times the broken mind fades and is no more.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Carly

1 Year Ago

Thanks for your review ! :)

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Carly
Carly

toronto, ontario, Canada



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