strange

a poem about not knowing one's self

strange to wander around
in one’s own head
not recognizing the scenery
searching for a lost path,
looking for a sign, a marker, a guide.
 

strange to feel so foreign
in the hallways and rooms
that are my own mind.
 

catacombs
 

strange to wake up and find
them all empty
like tombs
dark
cold.

Reviews

[...MysteryGirl...]

i like this
It's not about fake things
tis about real thing that are happening.

[Butterflymom]

WOW, this is beautifully done, and imagery amazing. Awesome piece.

[Passingdaze]

Excellent writing!!! This short poem drips with raw emotion and is a joy to read. The lines flow with precision and never stray...The imagery is there and can be related to. Very good job. Be proud of yourself.