Beautiful Travesty

A step in the right direction

up, down, back and forth,

side to side.

I only wish to find peace

yet it's the most impossible concept

wake up

grow up

get over it

forget it

it's done 

look to the future

I want to

but why can't I?

I'm trying to, the voice in my head

at every thought of it

screaming

"stop!"

I feel like trash.

I feel like you should just throw me away 

I can't forget things,

so why hoard something so useless?

You're just keeping clutter

you're hoarding things you don't need.

Forget it

get over it

How do you turn trash into treasure?

Reviews

[dreamisnowhere]

very expressive poetry. Nice work

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked and understand the words and thoughts in the poetry. It seems we run in circles and can never find proper place. Peace, a word, many of us want to know. Thank you Hannah for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote