Short thoughts in short sentences.
Where did my dreams go?
I've been so focused on being,
That I've forgotten who to be.
There are things I do not know,
And no amount of thinking
Will bring these thoughts to me.
Am I who I claim?
I have standards
And qualities,
But they are not the same.
I've been stuck hiding in the open,
Pretending that closing my eyes hides my flaws
As I add more to the pile and hope it'll be alright.
I never end up alright.
I'm distracted,
Thoughts clouding actions,
To where I hurt who I claim I help,
And hand them the blame.
I lost my pattern.
I was supposed to repeat things.
I cheated early on and now I have no will to be consistent.
Is this poetic?
Is this real?
Am I lying to myself again?
Who haven't I lied to?
When will it be found out?
Will that make the truth feel correct again?
If only I did.
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Posted Apr 9, 2021, 10:57 PM UTC
Your first stanza was an immediate attention grabber. “Where did my dreams go...that I’ve forgotten who to be.” This to me offers a dreadful tone, that the urge to plan and prepare for the worst has already occurred. Rather than a decline in ones life successes, instead it’s stagnant, so the poets impending doom, is already present before their eyes. Thus being, a well said and a great piece.