who am i
I don't know how to say
what I want to say
in words.
The feeling are
overwhelming,
deep,
hurtful,
loving,
empty,
drunk,
full,
confused.
I don't know how to
explain this
in a way that makes sense.
I,
me,
we,
he,
her,
you,
him,
she.
Us.
Who are we?
In a world so broken,
it's hard not to follow
the pattern.
Am I falling apart?
I'm crying,
bleeding,
trying,
wishing.
How do I make it come true?
I don't know.
I don't sleep.
I don't eat.
Am I even alive?
I dream of a world where I live.
I need.
I love.
I believe.
I dream.
I'm in a world where I'm dead.
I want.
I hate.
Who am I?
This poem is about:
Me