Who am I?

by †Cemetary†Whisper†   Apr 2, 2005


Didn't know where to put it, it's not sad, just didn't know where to put it....

Mountains,
Heavy are the mountains,
This changes,
With the passage of time.

Flowers,
So many of them,
So many that are useless,
With no purpose.

Sky,
Blue sky,
Sea,
Blue sea.

Sun,
So bright and annoying,
Rain,
Looks like crying.

Red,
The colour that I love,
The colour of blood,
It drips and flows.

From the red earth comes man,
From the red soil,
Born of man and woman,
Is man.

City,
A human creation,
What are humans?
A creation of God?

God,
What is God?
A human creation?
Created for hope?

The things I posses,
My life form and soul,
The heart,
The throne of the soul.

Who am I?
What am I?
This that which is formed,
Is myself.

Yet it doesn't feel like myself,
A strange feeling,
As though my body is melting,
My shape is fading.

I feel the presence,
Of someone here,
Beyond me here,
Who is this?

My family?
Friends?
Teachers?
Strangers?

Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?
Who are you?

Who am I?
What am I?
What is my purpose,
Here on Earth?

-A little weird, like I said didn't really know where to put it, if someone knows where I could please tell me and I'll move it as soon as possible. Thanks.

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  • lol

  • Thanks....Will do ^.^

  • 19 years ago

    by David

    I understand what you mean, i feel the same way to even though i have a religion things just arent clear sometimes but i turn to god jesus christ my savior, 5/5 and keep up the good work take a look at my poems sometime if you'd like.

    ~David~

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