The darkness I'm used to seeing,
Has now brightened into a huge world,
I'm so small,
People are around me now,
They're much bigger,
I feel,
I see,
I hear,
I smell,
I taste,
I smile,
I cry,
I'm alive,
I exist now,
But did I exist before?
Why am I alive?
How am I here?
Do I want to live?
Yes, no, maybe, so?
It's too much for something so small to take in,
My dreams and fate weave together,
I can't seem to separate the two,
It's too confusing,
I want to die now,
Yet I want to live,
Nothing makes sense,
But yet it does,
The sun is rising,
Now it's setting,
Another day has passed,
Closer to death,
Closer to life,
Will I live?
Will I die?
Just thinking about that makes me so gloomy,
Singing a long song written in blue ink,
My tears spill out,
But I don't know why,
I'm only an infant,
Just trying to figure out how to communicate with the world around me,
Now the days have passed,
I'm only a child,
Begging to go on the merry-go-round,
Time has passed once again,
In a continuous, non-stop, sequence nobody can stop,
I'm only an adolescent,
Yelling for some respect when I'm showing none to others,
The sequence continues,
I have a crying infant of my own that's now alive,
On and on,
Will my life be taken away?
Or will I be spared for another day?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Shattering Roses
PoesíaThese are a bunch of poems I wrote in my spare time. Just about all of them are dark and gloomy. Which is kind of odd since I'm a pretty positive and cheerful person.