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Post by iceman81588 on Feb 12, 2006 0:01:08 GMT -5
I’ve lost the me The I, the reason why That am here, fear Life this time There’s no more , or , or even . shed a tear, tonight, inside.
Where have gone? ‘m all alone Ruling no kingdom from throne Walking forever, but find no home
seek the truth, The proof, that am real Don’t know why, , am so alone For without you, I am good as gone.
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Post by arcanephantom on Feb 12, 2006 7:19:26 GMT -5
for me, this poem is one of complete hopelessness and despair. it seems as if this poem is like a farewell to life. not physically dying, but emotionally, functionally dying. just completely shutting all doors, any entrance into the self is blocked off and dormant. i think perhaps it could have been described in greater depth and been a lot more interesting. the idea holds so much potential for a masterpiece. the writing could be improved upon. it is mediocre in my eyes as of now but its only one opinion. deidre
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