A Questionable World

A night from which my soul was hidden.

A Questionable World

Should I block out the negativity struck by sword?

Or should I accept what is given through word?

People are the only judges of what is good

Shouldn’t I listen and let them be understood?

I could ignore it if they aren’t a friend

But maybe those are the truest to no end

Or maybe those are the most clueless

They don’t live my life and are being a nuisance

But can anyone know what is true?

Maybe I’m the only judge of me and the only one who knew

If I was an innocent puppy or a stiff shelf

But what if I am too hard or too soft on myself?

Is fear of becoming a monstrous beast worth hiding away?

Is that bad itself? To let the days go astray?

How do we know what is safe to do?

Can I stop trying to find an answer for you?

Never, for it will be destructive to lose

And never learn the truth or at least some clues

I don’t know what to say when I’m called

Is it okay to say nothing at all?

Author's Note

Please give me some honest feedback to improve my writing.

Reviews

[Zoe Hutton]

i've not read a lot of your poems, but so far this is my favorite. i enjoy poetry and i think you have great potential. the rhyming seemed a little forced at times, but you made some really good points. remember correct punctuation and work more on imagery, and diction. keep working at it though, great stuff!

[Kalen Luciano]

Thanks for the feedback!