find ones self

{Revision}

She sits in the window

rain pouring past her face

hoping to find another

to blame in this disgrace

 

There is no one out there

no one left inside

to take on this shadow

no hearts to abide

 

Her soul sits not empty

not wanton for shame

though she sought out their helping

called each out by name

 

Sorrow filling the sockets

they seek out, needing 

absence grew colder 

the heart and it's pleading

 

You must rejoin them

the living and lies

seek guidance that prospers

from prying eyes

 

Take heed of her warning 

take step off that shelf

in sorrow you take root

finding oneself

 

 

 {Origional}

she sits by the window

while rain pours past her face

hoping to find someone else

to blame for her disgrace

but there is no one

inside or out

no one left to blame

only this time her soul is not empty

not full of regrets and shame

still sorrow filles her eyes

because she thought she saw some help

yet the absence has made her wise

and taught her to not rely only on others

but to save some reliance for herself

and also listen to guidance of others

just to help find oneself

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"well i doubt aneyone reading this...and if aneyone does im not expecting a plesent reply and thats fine with me...well this is how my situation plays out in my mind ...its probably my fault but i will survive this just like the rest of my life" Origional Comment

 

Funny how people pretended no one would see this, it is me, I am people. By the gods I was so angsty and so much feeling I had was displaced. 

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David Lopez's picture

its well writen i mean it and its dark but yet not ya know what i mean

Paul's picture

Good job Kasi. Seriously.

allets's picture

Self-Reliance

Great subject for poetry.

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Her

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Director of her own semi-fate

half capable presently

to stir a course or take

a chosen route.

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Discovery occurs only

after the voyage. In the mind

the purposefulness of self-think

is a novel idea.

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Desultry, inward balancing

with outward, slings the hair

back and confrontation

of self-defined reality

creates a blend of cynicism

and expectation.

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Stella L. Crews

04-28-17