Poem -
Remorse
I gave too much of myself away
There's a right way to be selfish
I have no idea
Clueless, I do selfish in the wrong ways
In the wrong places
At the wrong times
I just want to vent you know
I know my current condition is largely on me
But I am still struggling to embrace my fate
Sure, most others on earth are worse off than me
But I am not coping
And not coping is not coping
I can't force myself to accept this
I can't deny my feelings
I can't help comparing with others and being disappointed
I can't bring sensitivity to the numb parts
Nor can I kill the sensitive bits
I am a mood ring that can't find my true colour
All I know are the bruises on my heart
This heart stitched onto my sleeve
Like 4 Pin it 4
Support CosmoFunnel.com
You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.
Comments
WOW!! This is friggin' HONESTY poetically manifested!!.....some absolutely STELLAR phrasing running throughout this piece!! ~
~ "I can't bring sensitivity to the numb parts
Nor can I kill the sensitive bits
I am a mood ring that can't find my true color
All I know are the bruises on my heart..."
I Love it dear poet brother!!....the use of "Freestyle" truly shines through your Golden Pen my friend!!........ALL STARS! & PINNED!!....Bravo!.....VERY well penned!!.........LOVE & ROCKETS!!.......T xo : )
Thanks Tony!
hugs 🖤
what a line! And one many of us can relate to as we soul search our true selves.
This is a powerful piece that allows the reader to consider what is important for each of us. It isn’t always about what makes you hurt, it’s that it makes you hurt. And that is so important to have validated. Your pain
a fab write x
🖤
Thanks
Again...a write of true talent! Love this...pinned x