Awake
Because I don’t believe in love
Or happy endings
Or prince charming
Awake
Because I secretly hope for the
Pot of gold
At the end of the rainbow
Awake
Because I am fighting the feeling
Inside of me
Of despair and longing
Awake
Because I know what is wrong
And why I feel it
And what to do about it
Awake
Because I am afraid of what I
Should do and what
I will and won’t
Awake
Because I can’t believe in it
And hate that it is
Not for me
Awake
Because I want but
I don’t know
What it is exactly
Awake
Because I cannot sleep
For it will erase
For it will soothe
Awake
Because I don’t believe
In love
In hope
Awake
Because I know what will come
In my dreams
In the fantasy
Awake
Because then I can fight the phantom
With my reason
With my hands
Awake
Because I can’t stop thinking
About everything I
Choose to ignore
Awake
Because I don’t believe
In love
In happiness
Awake
Because I have to keep
Convincing myself
Telling myself
Awake
Because I’m still cold
And alone
And tearless
Awake
Because I’m dead on the inside
But not yet dead
On the outside
Awake
Because my heart keeps beating
And my brain
Keeps deleting
Awake
Because I cannot leave
My room, my head
My life
Awake
Because I know what I want to do
To see
To be
Awake
Because I know nothing
About life
About love
Awake
Because I am scared
Of falling
Of hoping
Awake
Because I am a girl
In a predicament
In a story
Awake
Because I cannot sleep
In this body
In this world
Awake
Because I do not believe
In love
In hope
Awake
Because I do not believe
In you
In me
Awake
Because I do believe
In darkness
In light
Awake
Because I cannot sleep
And dream
And pray
Awake
Because I can see
The end
And I don’t like it
Awake
Because if I sleep
I’ll just have to
Wake up anyway
Awake
Because I want
To love him
But hate him
Awake
Because I want to dream
But know what
Life really is
Awake
Because I don’t know
How to love
How to care
Awake
Because I cannot cry
And it would be
Better to die
Awake
Because I cannot feel
Inside and I wonder
If I ever did
Awake
Because my eyes keep
Looking inward and
Fear what they see
Awake
Because I am empty
And the echo
Is loud
Awake
Because the warmth of
Fingertips nearly
Revived me
Awake
Because I lie
And know
Only lies
Awake
Because of everything
He said
He did
Awake
Because of everything
She never said
She never did
Awake
Because my eyes
Won’t close
Tightly
Awake
Because I’d rather
Go out during
Daylight
Awake
Because I’m scared
And won’t
Admit it
6 comments:
I liked it a lot.
Thanks Musiclover! It's good to hear from you again.
Go not quietly into the night; rage against the dying of the light. The light that's within you that knows the proper place for hopelessness and despair.
One ship goes east, the other west by the self- same winds that blow. 'Tis the set of the sail and not the gail that determines the way they go. Like the ships at sea, are the ways of fate as we travel along through life. 'Tis the set of the soul that decides the goal and not the calm of the strife.
Smile from within.
I hope you feel better by now. It's a faze and it will role away. here is your favorite Plath's poem I don't think it will make you feel better but you never know.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQySAjflgnA&feature=related
Thanks Wah. I appreciate your response. Please continue to comment. ;)
Thanks for the concern, Salah. I do feel better. As for the poem, it actually makes me feel even better. Thanks again. :)
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