Lose yourself

by Espoirfailed   Apr 28, 2007


Enrage and
Disengage. Then
count the days till I
meet the legal drinking age.

But I stopped doing that long ago,
Now my own name I don't even know.
And the liquid I found,
Replaced the dreaded sound,
And the fluid cure,
Gives me a reason to drink more.

The ringing chink,
Replaces the need to think
And the stench around my tongue
Has been there far too long.
The droplets gliding are reminiscent,
The faint memory, I'm afraid, isn't.

The past is all I seek to escape,
Bend me and break me,
Twist me into a new shape.

I'm hidden and changed
I'm beyond recognition.
My history's estranged
I've distorted cognition.

So I try to remember oneself,
And realise that I've lost myself.
I search for what is hidden,
But my identity's forbidden.

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  • 17 years ago

    by HOLLYWOODxBANGBANG

    Wow, not what I had expected from the title, far better than what I had expected! Your writing reminds me of songs by bands like Cute Is What We Aim For...if you haven't heard them I suggest you look them up, you may find some inspiration in their lyrics. =] I really enjoyed this poem, it held a lot of depth and feeling to it while allowing outsiders to relate to your words as well...something not a lot of writers on here are able to do. Kudos on that. =]

    "Enrage and
    Disengage. Then
    count the days till I
    meet the legal drinking age."

    ^^ Those lines were amazing. ^_^

    5.5
    <3

  • 17 years ago

    by Darien

    This was a really good poem, the rhymes seemed a bit forced and the structure was weird, but it was still a great write. I'm not sure if this was sad enough to make me cry, but it was sad..

  • 17 years ago

    by Unknown Soul

    Gr8 poem...it actually made me cry...5/5

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