Life is Never What it seems

Anxiety kicking in.

Lost love new changes,

The beating of my heart,

So fast, so scared,

Life is never what it seems,

Day by day I walk the shadows of my past,

Day by day I wonder into a state of oblivion.

 

Life is never what it seems.

 

There are some that go along their way,

Always smiling, always caring,

What is wrong that I see is the dark side of my reality?

 

Life is never what it seems.

 

My thoughts carry so deep,

Of a time that once was,

My thoughts live in my memory

Haunting a life, I could have had.

My heart beats fast, my mind races

I can barely feel what is deep inside,

For is there anything left?

 

Life is never what it seems.

 

Walking alone, feeling despair,

Seeing but not really feeling,

The motions around me seem to drift on and on

The life is surreal, is it really there?

 

Life is never what it seems.

Reviews

[Kara Emily Krantz]

loved the repetition of life is never really what is seems... made me think each time.

just so you know, you wrote barley instead of barely.... which kinda made me laugh. unless you meant wheat, you might want to change that lol :)

"What is wrong that I see is the dark side of my reality? "

i liked that line.

i have a tendency to do the same things you mention in this piece. but the past is not always the best place to keep our head - in face, it never is. i've had to cognitively retrain myself, to focus on the present... because if i dont, my mind becomes overwhelmed with the whatifs and the whatnots.

hugs

[BrightEyes]

our past is always with us - shaping us into what and who we are to become. we must come to terms with our history...good and bad ....in order to find the way forward...into the future that awaits us. Else we become stagnant and fixed .... breathing but not living...afraid of the next step and where it might lead. an excellent write reflecting how strongly all of our experiences affect our lives...and how it can transfix us and trap us...creating such anxiety within.

laura

[O!]

I feel the frustration reading this. I actually needed some fresh air after this.

Life is never what it seems...maybe acceptance is the only answer?! what say u? Im with u on this one so we can work it out together! x

x,
O!

[J. Hampton]

Kates.....

A very real ...treadmill you have captured
not overdone....and very effective

"My thoughts live in my memory
Haunting a life, I could have had. "
( These two lines realy brought the prison we make for ourselves)

the "what-ifs" mean nothing ... Kates


Be encouraged girl....We all walk in a sort of emotional paralysis for a time ....in our lives.
"Realizing" that...is paramount to breaking the burdon of that.

I dont know if you are familiar with the satory of " Lot and Sodom & Gommorah ".....
but ...
I leave you with this...

" Remember Lots' wife" ~ Luke 17:32

If God showed someone...or a direction in life was not for you....
know he delivered you from a worse state...and keep moving twords the blessing ( looking forward of course )

love ya ...
Blessssssssssss

[Phill Oz O'fee]

Anxiety is described as a state of intense apprehension or fear of real or imagined danger. When an unknown trepidation is authenticated, that reality does suggest that - 'Life is never what it seems'!

It's good to share your words, with those who value true friendship.

God's Blessing
Phillozofee

[Robert Luna]

exiling yourself from your past is impossible. But the key is staying focus on what lays ahead and not dwell on the past. Because if you are not looking in front of yourself you will surely trip and fall not seeing the objects that are headed your way.

Great Job!!!!!!

[Adam Greenfield]

"Seeing but not really feeling."

That line really summarizes the feeling of this piece very well. I guess more descriptive words would be desired in this one but I think it stands strong as it is. Nice write!

[Dezaraye]

I like this piece and the message inside of it. Life really is never what it seems ... there are so many mysteries and unknowns. It sure is an interesting and sometimes scary ride.

[Gary H]

Like the way you have written this. The repetitions seem random because of the length of the stanzas. This makes them impact more on the piece with the thoughts of 'life is never what it seems' going round and round in the readers mind.

Possibly the last line about the surreality of life makes the poem seem that way as well. I like the imagination that has gone into this. Well done.

[Oz in Exile]

No, life is never what it seems...and that's the beauty of it, you see. Because right now, judging from the language of this poem, life seems to be a broken, dark place; without depth or future, or anchor. I assure you, it is not what it seems. There's a great quote by Margaret Mitchell that I'd like to share:

"I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken -- and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived."

I think it is right to mourn what was broken, to write about it and talk about it, but there's a danger in becoming *used* to the idea of mourning; remember, it's both a period and a process, not a lifestyle. Granted there are some who take it up as such, but I would hesitate to call that 'living'.