Ominous Thought

Personal Poems

Sitting alone,

Staring at the keyboard.

So much to say,

Yet nothing to write.

I want to talk,

Something’s bothering me inside.

I don't know what it is.

I’m not content.

I’m restless,

I need something,

Yet I don’t know what it is.

Feelings I can't put into words.

Not happiness,

Not sadness,


I don't know,

But I want to.

I sit,

In the darkness,

The screen burns my eyes.

So many people to talk to,

Yet I have nothing to say.

It’s hurt from the inside,

Scratches to break free.

But I don't know what it is,

Or understand why.

I try to act happy,

Yet there are times it takes over.

I don't hear the world,

I'm lost in thought.

Do I think too much?

Or not enough?

I can't explain,

I can't do anything at all.

For now I sit,

I think,

I wonder.

A friend?

Is that what I need?

No I have plenty yet its still there...

Tell the truth?

I have, and still it remains.

Perhaps something more,

Maybe that’s what I need,

Rid me of my loneliness,

Something there, whenever I need.

But how?

But Where?

Even then it might not be enough,

To rid me of this torment.

This need to do something.

Yet I don't know what.

I can't explain it even now.

I try to write,

Write to understand.

But it still doesn’t' make sense.

I don't know what I feel.

And on top the hurt, pain, and hunger,

It’s diluted away.

A shimmer of a thought,

Yet it burns my soul,

Hurts my head,

And strains my heart.

A constant pressure,

In my head,

And nothing I do,

Makes it go away.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

It's how I feel, the best I can explain to the paper. I don't know what it is, and even this hasn’t helped me figure out what it could be.

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