Tired and Soulless

I still have some poems I have ready to be posted that I finished before my job training classes started. The one I have below is about the lie I’ve kept up finally failing and about being exposed and realizing that once it happens, there’s only a matter of time before you lose yourself completely. When even the good memories of the past can’t convince you to stay and endure the emptiness.


I’d rather you be happy

With joy upon your face

Leave me in misery

Kept safe and in my place

I am as touched as you’ve been blind

As cold as your fear of being frozen

The unseen sorrow sings these thoughts

I am jaded and well understand

When this mask of perfection goes un-kept

And secrets shyly show themselves, you will

Know soullessness, the scene will be unkind

In striking fail comparison of the fallen lie

Reasons cede and loosen the grasp of memories

As deaths of past run cold through me,

I know you will get over.

More than sure, you will move on.




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One response to “Tired and Soulless

  1. lucienlachance

    It’s strange how sometimes we are okay with who we are, then other times we aren’t. Just changes in mood I guess. They affect our perceptions, and usually in a negative way. With school, I think it will just take some time to get adjusted. Once you get into the rhythm of it all, before you know it, it will be all done. Three months isn’t too long. You’ll do fine, I’m sure.

    It feels like soullessness sometimes, that’s for sure. I definitely understand this one; sometimes faltering with the guard we always struggle to maintain only to find that we needn’t hide anything at all because people will only ignore. It’s funny how much it means to me to be secretive, yet when I finally do reveal them I always feel like I was being stupid for thinking any of it was important. Nothing means anything to anyone these days. They love that they have their perfect little world and don’t have to look out the window if they don’t feel like it.

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