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Something in Me
Something in me,
Something I’ve recently come to see,
Stands aside and watches my failure,
Watches my shame,
The delirious joy of my ego’s game.
Something in me
Something that’s never been there before
Sees my reality more and more
Tumbling down
In mechanical thoughts, I see how I drown.
One-way life
Inescapable fate.
I know tomorrow a day ahead.
Always the same
But I can never resist,
I’m powerless against the cycle’s twist.
I walk my path
The path that’s my own,
The labyrinth of all I’ve ever been shown.
I follow each step,
But I have no choice,
The world inside cages in this voice
This something in me
Something that sees
My reality
Is not what I thought
But a world distraught
By fantasies and idle dreams
Tomorrow, “today” won’t be what it now seems.
Something in me
Shows me I’m powerless to resist
The pull of my fate and its every twist
It watches my life
Building the mountains that cause all my strife.
Something in me
Something that truly hates what I am
Truly despises the road that I’m on
The road that I take,
The summits and plummets are of my own make.
But it all comes back
Back down to me.
I’m the focal point of all I see.
There’s no escape
From inside myself
And I can never be anyone else.
To know yourself
Just like a friend
A stranger that lives inside your head
And wakes up in your bed
For its selfish day
Where every person becomes its prey.
And now I can see
What truly is me
Inside and out
Look through outsiders’ eyes
Past the layers of lies
And fantasies that have made me blind
Keep me from knowing I’m not what I seem in my mind.
May 7, 2005
Something I’ve recently come to see,
Stands aside and watches my failure,
Watches my shame,
The delirious joy of my ego’s game.
Something in me
Something that’s never been there before
Sees my reality more and more
Tumbling down
In mechanical thoughts, I see how I drown.
One-way life
Inescapable fate.
I know tomorrow a day ahead.
Always the same
But I can never resist,
I’m powerless against the cycle’s twist.
I walk my path
The path that’s my own,
The labyrinth of all I’ve ever been shown.
I follow each step,
But I have no choice,
The world inside cages in this voice
This something in me
Something that sees
My reality
Is not what I thought
But a world distraught
By fantasies and idle dreams
Tomorrow, “today” won’t be what it now seems.
Something in me
Shows me I’m powerless to resist
The pull of my fate and its every twist
It watches my life
Building the mountains that cause all my strife.
Something in me
Something that truly hates what I am
Truly despises the road that I’m on
The road that I take,
The summits and plummets are of my own make.
But it all comes back
Back down to me.
I’m the focal point of all I see.
There’s no escape
From inside myself
And I can never be anyone else.
To know yourself
Just like a friend
A stranger that lives inside your head
And wakes up in your bed
For its selfish day
Where every person becomes its prey.
And now I can see
What truly is me
Inside and out
Look through outsiders’ eyes
Past the layers of lies
And fantasies that have made me blind
Keep me from knowing I’m not what I seem in my mind.
May 7, 2005
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