Black Poetry : I am I really

[UniqueOne]

I am I really???


It’s okay you may not be ready to hear all of this
But I have that pointless
Feeling once again
Overwhelming every muscle with in
I’m wondering why? Am I really that sick mother?
Who exact am I
Have I changed that much
That I can’t recognize myself
Or is it just the depression playing games

But I can’t grasp an understanding of these things
Seems like an excuse to me

Is it or am I really that sick that I can’t comprehend what’s reality and what’s fictional
Am I failing to see the signs?
That I am
Or am not
losing my mind

I feel as if I really don’t care any more
I just want to give up tired out
No more energy left to shout for help
From now on my thoughts will be kept to my self

 

[LovelyGoldenOne]

very heartfelt...love it...

 

[PurpleMoons]

Nooooo! dont keep it to yourself. shes listening ,I'm listening. And this is heart felt. Burst of emotions they come and they go. We all feel like this sometimes. Besides I love your flow.

 

[$$RICH$$]

what u feel is so real
but it's not da deal delt
dis emotional blaze will pass
look which ya cometh from
face da hills before u i hear u
feeling u
no ! u can't lay down and stop
no movement no flow comes to roit
ya feelings is reality we all face the demons
yet we bounce wit faith
i see the trace in ya face dis vision of quest
babe just relax and rest come back strong !

well felt