Mind Games

by Rachael   Feb 11, 2005


I sit in silence
with familiar sights surrounding me,
alone, always alone.
The world around me stays the same
yet I am never a part of it.
The quiet gives me a sense of overwhelming emptiness
and assures me that the path ahead remains unknown.
There is nothing left behind me to cling to
and nothing in the vastness before me.
I feel unloved and worthless,
turning to those who further my discontent,
knowing they will only cause me pain.
The confusion and complexity of everyday life
is constantly on my mind
and eats away at my thoughts.
What do I do?
Where do I go?
What do I think?
What do I believe?

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