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Tell me what you think of my poem. --Really long--


Sam _

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All my life I've been waiting, waiting, and waiting...

Sometimes I did not know what I was waiting for.

Other times, everything was so clear.

Some people, they wait for mundane materials.

Others, lofty dreams, or noble schemes.

I used to believe in miracles,

But a few months ago, I didn't believe in them anymore.

I usued to believe in hope,

But a few months ago, I had no choice but to abandon it.

I used to believe in love,

But it's tender promises are but distant, foreign echoes.

I used to live, but now I am dead.

Some moments, I don't even exist,

Such is the void inside me.

My mind's reaper beckons me with thoughts

And words of oblivion and destruction.

My heart beats, yet it lies arrested,

So I beat it.

I used to dream of a future,

But all I can think of now is the past.

My chances are gone,

No words or feelings can bring back those seconds.

Throughout my life I have been waiting,

Waiting to live-to know life before death.

I've existed, and suffered, saving my luck

For a brighter tomorrow.

But it never came, and for that,

I've waited my life away.

Perhaps, I asked for too much, for now,

All I am waiting for, is death...

 

What do you guys think of it?

 

I wrote it last year and I still can't think of a title for it. Can anyone give me one they think would be a good title for this poem?

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