Little Man

Some just don't measure up....

My heart goes out to the little man.

He is so lost and alone.

In his quest to destroy,

He only makes himself a smaller man.

 

His soul overflows with darkness.

It’s spread to those he dare touch.

So scared of his emotions.

Too afraid of his thoughts.

 

Hiding in a small room.

Hopes of never seeing light.

Anything good and real,

Only chases him deeper into the dark.

 

I stand back and observe.

Watching this man destroy his being.

Growing smaller.

Becoming a very little man.

Reviews

[Balo Rhodes]

a sad tale
why are you afraid of the dark ?
two sides of the same coin ?
little and tall a matter of perspective
in shade we all are small
aren't we or did I miss your point
the world is a perfect cycle , create destroy create destroy
yet you seem to be asking here for perfect stagnation
Frozen in aspic forever

Sorry Mysty its a good poem formwise
bu not sure about its content
condemnation and stagnation

a mirror perhaps

just my thoughts

|R

[Keagen Cole]

This poem is well written. It tells of a personal, yet shared emotion of concern and dread for a loved one in a tone that fits well with the message. Keep it up, Mysty Rayn! ;3

[Greg Skura]

Amazing Poem!!!!!!!! Some with so much potential choose to wither away instead of applying their will, reaching out and changing their destiny. Nice imagery brought to light with your words! Thank You for sharing!