Facing the void night,
Sinking.
The sky is moonless.
Much like my dark mind,
Feeling wasted and worthless.
Twisting and turning from side to side,
Tossing between one thought
And the other,
Ashamed, inadequate and
Vulnerable as ever.
Touch me somebody,
Caress my hair,
Put me to sleep.
Treat me like a crying baby.
Be my shepherd, make me your sheep.
I’m not the centre of the universe
Tonight,
Travelling beyond the ego
Crushed under the weight of desires
I’m deep under the earth below.
Liberating to evolve, evolving to liberate
From guilt,
Self-pity and low self esteem
That has taken over like an army.
I no longer deserve to dream.
I don’t want to search
For a meaning,
Into the fairy tale I wrote,
There’s nothing left of me
And my ride in this wrecked boat.
Then I look at the gloomy morning
To come, And wipe
My nothingness
That comes again and again. Takes over,
No longer sustaining my unwillingness.
When the rays light up my soul,
I’ll fly towards my abode,
And as I’m upward bound,
The flight will remind me
Of the cage I broke.
And keep my feet firmly
Planted on the ground.
And when I traverse the high mountain peaks
I won’t be swallowed by empty pride
This humbling night will remind me
That I was a nobody,
I’m a nobody.
3 comments:
*aanch
r u talking about the FE phase??
I wrote it in December...just going through a phase where i found it tough to sleep as I kept thinking of wierd stuff untill the moment i went off to sleep.
:)
*supriya*
i love talking to u!!!
i identify with a lot of ur stuff too!
In some ways I can relate to what you have written...there are so many layers to the poem that on reading it again and again it grows on you. Though it has a depressing side to it, it somehow has a feeling of catharsis at the end.
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