#WritcoPoemPrompt44
Think about a time in your life when you couldn’t make a decision, and write a poem based on it.


I'm not really feeling well
Wanna go to the rooftop and yell
Am I still on earth or in hell?
This pain can no longer be contained
The loud whispers have left me deafened
They are not as ordinary as they say
Mine are "a bit" different in a way
I call them beasts with luring voices
Helplessly following their advices
Telling me to do A and never B
Pleading with them to let me be
But do is there a choice? I just do as told
Despite being dragged into a place so cold
I'm worried if it will go on untill I'm old
All of it is just not clear, so hazy
I would have retaliated, just a bit lazy
Or maybe it's just because there's no hope
And I have learnt to just lose and cope
Through all the pain and confusion
Its obvious I'm not a person of vision
But one with darkness and emptiness.
I'm weary of all this helplessness
I just wish there was a way out.





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