Every Night Feelings
A poem collection of every night feelings
01. The End
Let me start at the end
Where everything begins
of losing you again,
myself.
02. Where it starts
While I am trying to end things
you are at dawn,
but casting dim on me.
Lighting darkness within,
unleashing the chaos,
feeling the wound,
reminiscing pang of remorse.
Recollection of someone
where it starts.
With you.
03. Yellow Blanket
Inside my blanket,
It seems bright and yellow,
but it's dark and suffocating.
And I can't see anything.
Inside my blanket,
It is dark, but you can clearly see me.
It's suffocating, yet I feel free.
I can't see anything;
but I can feel everything.
04. Clouds
I envy the clouds for raining
because when it feels heavy,
it can easily release the burden
When I feel heavy,
it becomes a burden
every time I try to release
Maybe I am the burden
that is heavy,
Need to be released.
05. Paralyzed
Like wandering in the vast abyss
Formidable din echoed
A tormented episode
Seems to be no end
Immovable feet
Dark vision
A cold, trembling hands
Clouded mind
Unrecognizable by unknown.
Just a void, pretentious act
So, I made a barricade,
Allowing no one
Paralyzed me makes paralyzed you
No one moves
cause no one knows
06. If I'm not me.
I always thought of myself as being with another body,
wearing my ideal face,
a different set of friends,
status in life,
and perspective —
just a completely different life of what I have now.
I wonder what it's like to be not me
because maybe I am better if I'm not me.
07. Me
Don't look at me,
you will not see me.
Don't call my name,
that's not my real identity.
Don't expect from me,
you'll be hurt.
Don't go with me,
you'll be alone.
Don't love me,
I don't know me.
08. Because you are not familiar with me
I am familiar with losing
because I never won
to someone,
to you,
to me.
I am familiar with failure because I never succeeded,
to my own
self
I am familiar with the competition
but only with a specific enemy —
myself, only
I am familiar with you
a supposed
and ideal me
yet too dreamy,
imaginary.
I am familiar with you
because you are not familiar with me.
09. I am Missing. (you)
Battling with self
is the worst feeling.
I am my only ally
and enemy.
Feeling blue
in my colorless world.
Color blinded
with own feeling
I feel sick
with a strange diagnosis.
I can't move without this __
A blank.
something is missing
within me
someone is
A lost piece.
find me.
I am missing.
You.
10. Danger
Isn’t Ironic
How do I feel safe with you,
my danger?
11. A-Desperate-Call
Please don’t stay
Leave me, I’m okay
Be away
I want to see the ray
I am screaming,
I am calling.
I am smiling,
I am calling.
I want to escape,
I like to reshape,
I long for a break
I wait for my own sake
Please, respond to the call
of a desperate soul
12. The Start
This is not the end,
but the start of something.
My life never stops.
I will write
Every night,
Again.
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Comments (1)
💕So creative how you structured this, starting from the ending. Can't wait to read more of your poems! Love your style. 💕