Poem 1.0


(Okay, so I sometimes write stuff down I guess would be categorized as poetry. Usually it’s in Danish though, but I thought I’d try to translate some of it and post it online. I figured this would be a good base for it. I’ve never had anyone look at anything I’ve written before, so I’m not saying this is quality poetry, I’m just saying that I wanted to post it.
I also figured that I wouldn’t add any context to any of it, simply to let my words stand alone, open for interpretation. None of my writings have titles.)
I’m tired
Tired of every breath intoxicated by a world we’re breaking down
The poison seeks, fills up every room left inside of me
Strangles me to death in a slow process
“Look at me!” I shout out into the darkness
And join in the choir of voices only thinking about themselves
I’m angry
Angry because every time I speak or think it’s only replicates
My words are just like yours: constructed by society
Neatly put together by strange powers
“Look at me!” I shout into the darkness
Along with all the people long forgotten in this silly world
I’m tired
Tired and lost
But at least I’m not alone
And I’m angry
Angry and scared
But I know I am not the only one
“Look at me!” I shout into the darkness
And then I forget.

Author: LindforLind

Hi out there! My name's not actually Lind, but it's what I like to call myself sometimes and some people know me by that name. I'm a (hopefully not so basic) basic white girl from this small Scandinavian country called Denmark. I have a lot of things on my mind all the time, so I thought it was time to share some of it.

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