Note To Self

by Lady Nik   Jul 16, 2010


Note to self: I'm lost.

I can't remember the things
that brought me peace....
Anger. Anger. Anger.
So much anger that it
clouds any other possible
emotion. All I feel is
alone. Inside my mind,
inside my heart, inside my soul.

I can't remember what else
there was to this life. My words
have turned back into
wet ink losing their meanings.
My feelings have closed
themselves off to me and
I'm confused again.

I guess I'm just trying to
pull you out somehow. Make
you real again. Make you live.
Function. Laugh. Play. But
you're still dying somewhere
inside my head. I need you
to come out so I can be
complete again.

Note to self...where am I?

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  • 13 years ago

    by Kuro

    I really liked this. the "note to self" is a really interesting approach. nothing like a little soul searching to try and find where you are, or where you're going. well done

    ~kuro

  • 13 years ago

    by The Written Face

    I Liked your poem, Always remember to never lose the hold you have on yourself. As we let others into our lives, be can't allow the person who means the most to use to exit, and that is Ourselves. Stick with the Me, Myself, and I and your focus on our inner self triples, and when we trip and feel we are at our breaking point, don't let it be you that shatters. Be strong within yourself, and with all your might grasp on your own beliefs, morals, and principles to attain not only who we begun to be but to stretch out who we will become. Yours Truly, thewrittenface.

  • 13 years ago

    by Cantchangeme

    Fantastic poem, really well written
    the mood is so reflective
    you find yourself reflecting on your own life and relating
    the words are also so well chosen that you can't help but be drawn in to it

    I guess I'm just trying to
    pull you out somehow. Make
    you real again. Make you live.
    Function. Laugh. Play. But
    you're still dying somewhere
    inside my head. I need you
    to come out so I can be
    complete again.

    This last stanza is amazing
    and really ends the poem well
    encapsulating that feeling of being lost

  • 13 years ago

    by Sylvia

    Well all lose ourselves at some point in our lives, the trick is to find us and not stay lost. Well done.

  • 13 years ago

    by Cindy

    Nik
    A very painfully sad piece you have penned.

    I guess I'm just trying to
    pull you out somehow. Make
    you real again. Make you live.
    Function. Laugh. Play. But
    you're still dying somewhere
    inside my head. I need you
    to come out so I can be
    complete again.

    Note to self...where am I?

    I know so many will be able to relate to this poem. How often do we lose sight of who and what we are.
    Great job!
    Love Cindy

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