-
I am powerless
I am weak
What else is there to say?
I am dead
I admit defeat
Why did it end this way?
Leave me to roam the planet
In search of what
Noone's yet truly found
A way to form words
To make sound
A desolate plane
I cannot speak
My voice has fallen asleep
Why won't you help me wake it?
You are the one I need
Whether or not I'm seen
My hands are on your shoulders
And I'm whispering silent screams
Are you deaf?
Blind?
Why can't you feel me?
Another, also struggling
Her pain is just as great
I am the only other
Who could ever relate
Ignored by the mortals
Shunned by our own
We are forced to roam
In search of, not a home
But a voice
Hear me
Why can't you?
Talk to me
Why won't you?
Don't reject me
Don't put me aside
And most of all
Don't make me cry
Why does noone consider
That maybe they're not alone?
Or maybe when they're asleep
Someone watches them peacefully
Awaiting their awakening
Each and every dawn
They think we don't exist
But soon they'll be our pawns
A scheme is being plotted
Or is it a plot that's being schemed?
Black and white is all I see
No sense to be made
There's a line
A swirl
A polka-dot
All coming together
Unlike us
You'll never understand
Even if one day you see me
I'm not what you remember
Not even in the least
I'm torn, mutilated, corrupted
I am a beast
But what is a beast
Such as I
That has no growl?
That has no roar?
That has no way
To express pride?
I'll never be okay
I knew that from the start
But the least that you could do
Is stitch my broken heart
- by IceyTalonz |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/21/2008 |
- Skip
- Title: Mute
- Artist: IceyTalonz
- Description: Again, I just had to let the words flow out of my mind and into my fingertips. This is only the second poem I've written that I'm proud enough of to show to the public, so yeah. |D; Either way, I hope you find the meaning to be deep and true.
- Date: 12/21/2008
- Tags: mute invisible pain broken heart
- Report Post
Comments (2 Comments)
- Wicker Chair - 11/19/2009
-
I really admire your stuff. You seem to be one of the few glimmers of hope in this literary wasteland that is the Gaia Arena.
I'm really interested in the theme of the voice and expression.
You should message me about it. - Report As Spam
- Ambah-chan - 12/26/2008
-
;w; This one made me sad too.
That's how I feel at school most of the time. D: - Report As Spam