An essence of beauty and pain on my body.
Looking in the mirror, telling myself idiot, ugly , crazy.
All those words packing up in my brain
Trying to render me insane.
Weird glances of disgust.
Then wondering why is there something called lust.
It was just the feeling of pain numbing my sorrows
Then a muffled scream of help that follows.
Hope growing.
A feeling of despair staying.
Both together in a strange way.
Cause even if they tried to they couldn't run away.
Desperation bringing the worst to hope.
Hope bringing the best to despair
That was how everyday I seeked air
Wishing that life was fair.
That feeling couldn't be described as a burden
As all tears was also stolen
Lighter than water
Heavier than water
Was the blood passing through my vein
Feeling each cell moving under this rain
While it was hiding away my tears
Merely consisting of fears
Fear of competition
Fear of an obliged decision
To easily being lured
Into becoming a slave in this world.
JE LEEST
Living in a fantasy
PoëzieLiving in a fantasy is a series of selected poems that I have written over the years. They are mostly on several topics but most importantly they are the reflection of my feelings. Those poems are also a symbol of how sometimes your emotions could b...
