User Review
( votes)How can I get a hold of me?
I miss me, and I think I’m losing it.
My thoughts are eating me up,
And I don’t want to believe I’m losing myself.
The good I thought I was doing me turned out to be wrong,
The wall I built to keep me safe from pain and hurt,
In time distanced me from humanity and reality.
They did me wrong, and I showed them hatred instead of love.
Love, most say conquers all, but for a hatred filled mind with pain,
Distrusts and sees every act of others as contempt.
I shut everyone out yet, I visit the past, and my pain is re-lived,
Probably, I may be thinking about the past more than focusing on the future.
I try to move away from them that hurt and shame me,
Yet, they stage a comeback for only God knows what.
Wandering, what wrong I did to receive such ill-treatment.
I know my approach may not be the best to resort to in my silence as a remedy.
And realizing my silence from the stunts of men only heightens my emotions,
Which I’ve to learn to deal with and move on,
But the question “HOW and WHEN?” remains unanswered.
I need to find myself again and need not worry about the past.
photo credit: Marigiri
One of my favourites