Christopher

As My Head Turns
2002-01-07 02:45:01 (UTC)

Poetic side of me

These are two poems I wrote while in Rome, they explain my
mental struggle right now, some say I should not be worried
about this because i am still in College and I am very
young, well my mother had a child at my age, and I now have
two friends that are married that are my age.
CONFUSION
what to make of me?
What to do?
Where to look?
Where to run?
"My life for him" cries the man in prayer,
whom, what, where?
I see nothing yet I feel
I hear yet there is no sound,
The words I don't know
the emptyness consumes me so,
"What am I to do?" I cry
in a similiar, yet faithless prayer
"Marry or take vows for you?"
I feel nothing
I hear nothing
SPEAK AND MOVE ME!
let me know you are real!
I thought I found you before,
but i lost you, or
I never really found you,
I can't find you now...
I know you are next to me know,
but I can't find you!
Help me Lord for I can not see
Show me thy ways,
Show me the path I am to take
Marriage or Vows,
Vows or Marriage?

Apathetic - How Pathetic
Alone, Alone, Alone
no love, no hate, no joy
Apathy
I feel nothing
depression
I am not joyeous
alone
I am not loved.
Death is the great void of everything
If I don't feel, hate or love, am I dead?
Possibly,
No I am just ingored and mistreated.




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