Let me hide in my illusions.
Let me seek peace,
Peace, which this world cannot offer me.
Let me dwindle in my loneliness,
As none see the sights,
Me eyes provide me.
Dwindle till this life holds on to me,
Till my breath becomes mist,
To add to this fog .
Let me breathe�
And breathe be its only consequence.
Let my wounds heal,
Add no sorrow, no pity,
For my spilt blood.
If light exists,
Why do I face the shadows?
Which hand,
Curbs my turning back?
Why cannot I,
See what they see,
Hear what they hear,
Say what they say.
Is it a crime for me to,
See what I see,
Hear what I hear,
Say what I say?
Have I lived this life�s fortune,
Did I miss,
My chance for contemplation?
Is the answer too obvious,
To complain?
Let me contemplate�
Give me time�.
But none have any to give.
In my loneliness,
I have grown,
Only to ask more of it.
So, let me be�.
For the changes you ask of me,
Ask changes in you.
And in my drifting loneliness,
I have forgotten�what it is to ask.
And in my drifting loneliness,
I have reached my own shore, of identity.
So, let me run,
To seek solace,within myself.
We have both lost ,each other,
And the world a single entity, left to describe�
The world�just everything, outside me�alien to me�.
Let me be�.
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my poem(duh )...one of the first in which,i've described something that i've actually felt...and perhaps to some extent done some justice to that emotion