Philauta

Thu, 10/31/2019 - 21:08 -- HXU

[Verse 1]

With the lonely touch of dawn

I silently reach towards dusk. 

Euphony extends its hand within the papery crowds

Uncanny whispers within the sturdy cars 

Another world seems still the same

With little things varying, I’m still sitting

[Verse 2]

To be honest, 

This whole thing is obsolete

Wishing to be remembered was never really a treat

I have nothing to reminiscence about me

This place is fine as it is, 

I’m sick of it as it is. 

There’re too many screens shining brighter than me

It’s daunting to be

There’re too many mirrors manifesting whom I really should be

And yet I’m still apart of me

 

[Chorus]

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[Verse 3]

What harsh truths do you prefer to ignore?

Is free will real or just an illusion?

The harmony within my soul cries out to you

The familiar scent of ashes burns me. 

Can you be real with yourself?

How do you be real with yourself?

I know myself enough to know that I’m still alive

But I’m breathing the lifeless soul of my life. 

 

[Verse 4]

Now hear me out, I’ve cried many times to dance in the rain

I’ve flown many times only to fall back down in pain

They say “there’s no gain if there’s not any pain”

So why is it that destiny decides to make me so plain?

You see that I’ve,

Too, have been hurt

 

[Chorus]

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[Bridge]

You say you want to die, but lives it much harder

You say you need to leave, but your tracks’ been broken down

You say you should let go, but puts on another weight

You say you would ask, but your words stumbled even more

 

[Chours]

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[Outro]

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This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
Our world

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