Through Isolation

A poem about the new ways of life.

From the shining beams, I see crows flying out.

Walking towards the light, I sense something new.

Rather, a lack of fear I once knew.

I go, with my head held high and resolve bursting through.

I fear nothing.

I challenge everything.

I am in control.

Nothing in the world can stop me. Nothing.

A voice that I once known, swollen with jealousy, asks angrily:

"Realize your foolish ignorance and pride."

But I know better, for that is the weakness of my former fool.

Wiser and older, I push forward, ignoring all the pain and wrongdoings.

Looking back at mistakes, I realize the wrong:

Focusing on individual strokes, instead of the whole framed picture,

Through isolation, this is the way I've been.

Through isolation, this is the way I've become.

Author's Note

Any feedback appreciated!

Reviews

[coffeedigest]

I enjoyed this! Some quick advice would be try and be a little more consistent with your flow and rhyming. It seemed like one line you would rhyme, and the next you wouldn't. I find reading my stuff out loud really helps me focus on the flow of my writing! Overall great stuff! Keep it up.

[roobato]

Ah thanks for the review!

Also thank you for the advice. I'm still developing my style and I'm trying to find the right balance between making the poem flow well but still sound like a psychological monologue that I want it to be. Thanks again.