Not me

The crumbling walls, the shattering skies

The demented, lost minds; the empty, broken hearts

The decencies long forgotten; the wretched, despairing souls wandering about

Their desperation rubbing off on me, their bloodthirsty mouths moving without a sound coming out

Telling me to lose myself in it, telling me to let myself go

Telling me to release the fragment of hope that I hold on to, telling me to liberate myself

Their soulless eyes judge me, their stiff tongues condemn me

Under their crucifying gazes, I find myself flinching

Exactly the way I'm expected to be, precisely where I'm wanted to be

Here's the thing though, I'm a free soul

One that is not weighed down by abounding guilt

Your eyes may be soulless, mine are not

Your tongue may be stiff, mine is not

You may be insane and hopeless, I am not

I still have that tiny bit of compassion in me, though it is enough to defeat all the evil that exists, all I'll ever need

I may be lost, but I am not gone

I'm going to continue down this path that I believe in until I can't go on no more

I will not cower, I will not flinch

You may be dead, but I am not

Author's Note

Okay so this is the first time I've written a poem, would appreciate some constructive feedback. Don't really like it but decided to post anyway 'cause hey, why the hell not?

Reviews

[Ruby]

It's splendid . Well rhymed

[MrBaskerville]

I'm not well versed in poetry, i feel like this might be about the outside world trying to force a person to change, but the person refuses and os therefore free? Maybe.