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A Poem by The High Poet
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This is something that came out when I got up this morning.

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Some days I feel like I want to die
Other days I just want to cry
Looking back I've made so many  mistakes
But that was the path my life did take
My dreams are haunted every night
Wake up so angry I just want to fight
What I would give for a good nights sleep
A peaceful dream and some joy to keep
So many demons from my past 
How long can this possibly last
Is this what's it's like to go insane
The darkness refuses to leave my brain
So I keep on writing to get it out
No use trying to scream and shout
Oh please give me one night of peace
So then my mind won't cease 

© 2010 The High Poet


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Well doneeee, again!!

Posted 13 Years Ago


I can really relate to how you feel in this one. You did an excellent job expressing your feelings in this poem.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I was feeling this same way just two days ago. I can very well relate. Everything from the wording, tone, and subject matter is understandable.

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i think these kind of thoughts are in all of us at times but some people are able to block them which isn't always the right path to take. So to me as you are aware and somehow trying to tackle your demons which is harder than ignoring i see you as a stronger person and hopefully you'll b able to find your peace with it all someday soon. Nice flowing's to your thoughts :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


may I refer you to my own poem..."My Little Demons"
when you have nightmares,
it don't mean you are going insain,
just trying to figure things out,or connect the dots in some way...
but sometimes we make our own monsters

Posted 13 Years Ago


Well sometimes there is some use in screaming and shouting a little. :3 Once, when I was 14 and just developing a bunch of my problems (didn't know it at the time, so I was even more freaked out), I was really frantic one day and depressed and was freaking out. I was like "No, I've got to do something! Tear a wall apart, scream, rip something to shreds! This passive crying isn't working..." you know? So, I took this dresser of mine that was a piece of crap out to our porch and beat the crap out of it with a baseball bat! I remember it in blips but it was violent, very emotional, but very therapeutic. It got a lot of frustration and anger out that I didn't even know I had. And even better, it got all that out without hurting myself or anyone else~ :3
But anyway... I'm full of rambles today *o* Writing is another good way to do that, and less violent at that! :D
I know what you mean though
"What I would give for a good nights sleep
A peaceful dream and some joy to keep"
That's it, right there. I can sleep all day because life is so discouraging and I'm so mentally exhausted, but when time comes to actually sleep, it doesn't happen because my brain won't shut up with all that chaos.
This is a great poem!
It really conveys the utter helplessness, hopelessness, and chaos of being in that situation.
Great job!

Posted 13 Years Ago


you ask questions, you aren't the only one to ask such questions, others come and go and ask and seek and find . . . you will, too

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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