Poem -
Faded
A shadow
A mishap of who I use to be
A figment
So broken
Is this really me?
Translucent
Unnoticed
What is me purpose?
The gloom, the doom
Is this now my home?
I'm slowly going bit by bit
My existence
Is this the end of it?
I try to call for help
But no one cares
I'm dead to them
The girl who no one knew
So I sit there willingly in my cursed doom
For it is now what I call home
So I fade away bit by bit
Until am gone and does not exist
But no Matter I'm still not dead
I'm faded
And that's much, much worst
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Comments
Love this Faded. i relate and its so deep very nice
Thank you. I wrote this poem when I was going through certain things. This is what poetry is to me, a field where I say my most inner thoughts. While recovering from my depression I wrote the poem "hope". it can also be found here.
I write for the same reason! When I was a child, I was all alone! Only thing I had was my pin and paper to release all my pain and anger. As an adult, I do the same thing. I've been writing since 1985! Over the years I think my poetry has gotten much darker but as I say, it's my way to get it out and not bottle it up! Guess that's why I related so well to Faded! Really touched me!
Dear cachline etienne,
Je pense que vous etes Francais ou Belgiane correctement? Now to English. You have submitted your words to the right place. For on "Cosmo", we are a very caring family, which we now welcome you to. So reach out to us, for we will envelop you with our love. Very nice work.
Peace and Love,
xox Larry
oui. Thank you very much
a fearsome sad ending which i loved -great read --many thanks from England
thanks you