Stranger

A human frame
with a tired soul.
My eyes give away
the words I cannot say.
Do you see my sadness?
It is a blanket
embroidered with madness
covering my entire self
but always leaves me cold.
Caught in the winds of a hurricane,
I sway to & fro
and throw the blame.
A shadowy figure
running from the shame,
through & through
I still feel the same
even after the truth I’ve given
I’m still trapped in memories
disguised like black waves.
I’ve been tested & tried,
arose from the ruins
and ashes of time.
Once confined to the compounds
of this troubled mind
my screams crumbled
its ghostly walls
and now I walk a stranger
amongst you all.
I project these thoughts
and step away from the now,
distant & distraught
apart from this heartless crowd.
Shrugging off worries
with the sip of a drink,
I stagger from this deep undertow–
ah! If only others could grow!
A mind full of sex
and no meaning to own!
No one sees fully
through half-open eyes,
so we mistake these lines
for truths, stretch
them out far & wide
cause it’s always the same
& we’re bound where comfort lies.
No one understands though
and I step away with
the sinking of loneliness.
A stranger I walk
becoming stranger in my thoughts
but no one could ever guess
I’m no more a stranger
than the next.

© Me – 2008

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That’s an amazing poem! <3