My war against myself

by May   Jun 16, 2008


The soft wind blow from the window,
The trees and leaves outside the classroom rustled,
I close my eyes and listened...

The noises and people around me I was slowly distant,
Away from reality,
Away from the world around me...

I can feel the wind blew,
Softly yet surely,
As light as a dancing flower,
My hair dance along with it's rhythm...

I squint at the blazing sun,
Strong yet soft,
As hot as my anger burning deep down,
My skin start to hurt as much as my heart...

I can sense the Grey clouds starting to hide the sky now,
Sad yet assuring,
As confuse and lost as the birds in the sky,
My emotions felt just as Grey...

I can feel the rain start to fall,
Hard yet calm,
As cold and sad as how my life felt,
My tears fall along with the tears that fall from the sky...

All my emotions run free for once,
It's just me against the world,
It's just me fighting the war,
A war that can lead to no misery nor victory,
Simply because I don't know what I'm fighting for anymore...

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