I have not Forgot

Tells a tale from my heart.

I spend my days
Dreaming.
Finding ways
To keep redeeming
This broken Child.
I avoid the search
for meaning,
Numbing any source
Of imaginary feeling.
Ageing,
I'm staging,
An act.
It's not that I mind,
Of course,
It's always easier to
Blend in
with "mankind".
But I falter,
At times...
Stumbling and
Breaking
...Mistaking.
I think I've gotten lost
In the abyss of
My thoughts.
It'd be true to say
I've been caught,
In a silky soft web,
Of the most delicate
threads.
And I like it here,
Where I lie in wait
Of my foreboding fate.
But fear? No,
I fear not.
Because, I remember..
I have not forgot!
It's just a Dream...

Author's Note

All and any feedback is deeply appreciated! I hope you enjoy!

Reviews

[Ghost]

I too relate, the more i kept reading, the more i started remembering things about myself. Well written

[thumbelina]

Thank you and thank you for reading!

[J.M. Santós]

I enjoyed this poem and can well relate to it.. Sometimes our childhoods can leave us broken, bruised and battered - unable to go on in life if our efforts go unacknowledged and our stresses unseen. Searching for purpose becomes a trigger and can push us deeper into our troubles so we deny the fact that there is any bigger purpose than that of the present. Our thoughts can be the death of us sometimes. I really loved this poem, thank you so much for sharing.
-Jess

[thumbelina]

Thank you so much!

[My_Obsidian_Eye]

i am enjoying your poems very much (as you noticed) this ones very lovely but i think you should structure them differently so the emotion of the words can have more impact :3

[thumbelina]

I'm very glad you are! It's lovely to know someone can appreciate my writing! And I know what you mean about the structure, I will bear that in mind for the future. I only recently really started writing and I still have a lot of room for improvement so your feedback is really helpful, Thankyou! :)