
Oft times I slip away
To my world of unending day.
A place of undying dreams-
Where the sun ever gleams.
Who could ever find me there?
The place I live without a care....
Here in my world of roses.
My only place in which to escape-
Such a world of chaos
Where all you gain is loss.
Here as I roam in the wilderness of roses-
My mind to reality closes.
Arms outstretched; reaching towards the sky,
All my worries and troubles die.
This poem I wrote was written in attempt to express the world I have created in my mind in order to escape my troubles...I struggle from depression and anxiety and have often felt that I am worthless and just don't fit in....so here it is. The first one above is my original and the one below is my attempt to turn it into free verse.
Oft times I slip aloof
To my world of unending day.
A place of undying dreams-
Where the sun forever shines.
Who could ever find me?
The place I live without a care....
Here in my world of roses.
My only place in which to escape-
Such a world of chaos
Where loss is all you seem to gain.
Here as I roam in the wilderness of roses
My mind closes to reality.
Arms outstretched; reaching towards the heavens,
All my worries and troubles die.
You have such heartfelt emotions and express them so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteWhat do you think about working with free verse? Does it seem phony to you, or is it okay to try once in a while?
How does changing the style of the poem affect your response to it?