Alchemy

I am a soulless being

Just an empty shell

Slithering about,

Looking, searching for salvation.

I am a featureless face, 

Hands outstretched and grasping

Choking on air and 

Drowning in the world.

Others turn away in shame

Knowing I was created from their filth.

A golem, not created from mud or clay,

But of human suffering and wretchedness.

The shadows I create grow and shift,

Pulse and undulate,

Capture and kill.

Everything I am is

Eternal, yet feels fleeting

Like sand doomed to spend forever

Falling through an hourglass.

I am no one's mother.

I am no one's child.

Just a dream,

Discarded in the dust.

Reviews

[Ripple of Aqua]

Perfect sync between your thoughts and what is really happening. This was so powerful and righteous. Perfect.

[PassionatePoetess]

This is a beautiful poem! It flows so effortlessly yet with so much dignity and grace despite the bitter emotions depicted. It's poignantly penned and I admire your style. Kudos & Love