Hmmm...
I am a savior to so many,
and at the same time,
a victim to myself.
I am immune from the sickness,
I am the disease.
I have grown up to be nothing.
I have found, that I am lost,
from playing follow the leader,
and have finally figured out,
that I'm an enigma.
I have traveled to nowhere,
and surrounded myself with no one.
I believe I don't know,
therefore do I?
I haven't thought in a while,
therefore am I?
Looking up at a downward angle,
has bent my sight.
I was reborn into a new death,
and live among the nonexistant.
My reflection looks back at me,
only when I don't.
Today, yesterday, and all my life,
I have never lived,
more than a single moment at a time.
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