This poem is great, expressing the unnecessary weight that is put on your shoulders. People don’t know the answers yet they expect us to. This poem does a great job at expressing that weight.


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You interpreted it right! I am still rather new to poetry so any feedback helps, thanks!

I was not really sure what this meant.  I read it as being about a person who maybe wants to seek help for mental health challenges but is finding it difficult to express their emotions because there's too many to name.  

>A system so advanced

I was a little confused as to what was meant by system?  Is this again like the layers of thoughts a person has?

>Why should I have to be the one?

>The one with answers,

>The one with knowledge.

I felt truncating "the one" in the first line and then repeating it with the explanation interrupted the flow.  Maybe "the one with answers, with knowledge"?

>Yet how should I understand on my own?

This makes me feel like the speaker is asking someone with whom they are having an argument to help them ask for help when they don't understand why they need it.


Don't know if I read this right but that's how it came off.

Thanks for sharing!

Not exactly what I was going for but definitely a valid and interesting way of interpreting it.

I think that there is a theme related to the somewhat complex nature of existence, even if we are bred to believe and live with certain themes and philosophies.

I am getting the impression that there is the mind-boggling of asking "now what?" on trying to understand their meaning of life and the other the person asks, the more questions that they encounter.

Is this correct?

Thats pretty much what I was going for. Imagery is something that I am definitely still working on, thanks for the feedback! :)

this speaks to me as a poem about mental health. someone not being able to ask for help, because they don’t understand what’s “wrong” with them. they believe they need to know why before reaching out. 

however this poem seems to tell rather than show, i find a lack of imagery leaves my minds eye sleeping. A storm of emotions is some imagery, however it’s quite played out, maybe finding a way to describe the storm would give it new life. 

sample the classics, don’t just put them on.

describe that cluster, describe the system so advanced! is it a supercomputer? show me the circuitboard! 

This is a great topic, i’d just love to feel it, smell it, taste it. keep going!!

I relate to this somewhat. I did have to think about it for a moment, but it reminded me of the times when people asked me, "why are you sad?" I don't know why I'm sad. I wish I could tell you, but even I don't know the reason. I just am. It's a confusing state, and frustrating even more so. I think the description of the feelings of confusion could use a little work to be more clear to the reader, but otherwise I enjoyed it.

Thanks for the feedback! I will keep this in mind in future poems. I’m glad you gave me pointers on how to improve and not just an insult with no explanation :)

This poem definitely lives up to its name, because I am at a loss for words for how hard it is to follow this poem. Good job on the dramatic irony.

A storm of emotions

A cluster so dense, no soul can begin to understand.

A system so advanced to leave even the greatest minds at a loss.

Yet why do you expect me to know?

How can I explain what I cannot even grasp?

Why should I have to be the one?

The one with answers,

The one with knowledge.

How am I to blame for the complexities of life?

I cannot ask for help when I don't yet understand why I need it.

Yet how should I understand on my own?

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A Loss for Words