dear me

dear me

A Poem by Diana

When we don't know who we are...


Dear me

This is a letter to the person I used to be

Now, see

I’m trapped in confusion, can’t claw my way free

They say

Keep your head up and you’ll be okay

But all day

Worries brush my happiness away

In my core

I’m fighting a self-raging war

Close the door

Don’t know who I am anymore

Wish I could

Go back to when things were good

Then I would

Stay in the time where life understood

How I feel

All the sorrows don’t seem that real

But reveals

A core of feathers instead of steel

I make hate bow

But they’re more sarcastic than I allow

And how

Am I supposed to know who I am now

Still try

To look up and try hard not to cry

Can’t deny

The tears will still gather in my eyes

Now just rely

On burying the truth under the lies

Try to fly

But it seems that the sky is just too high

No reply

When I ask myself, who am I?

© 2020 Diana

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Added on August 2, 2020
Last Updated on August 2, 2020
Tags: identity, deep, rhyme