OMG, I was a little drama queen. This was from the summer between freshman and sophomore year of high school - which pretty much explains it.
In this black hole
that is a semblance of normal life
I coexist with those around me.
I feel nothing at times,
but for the times I must feel something.
I say nothing at times,
but for the times I am compelled to speak.
I am numb, in my way I am content.
To those around me I am nothing but
to myself I am everything
just as those around me mean nothing
and yet are full of themselves.
In this place there can be no true life,
for there is no humanity and no compassion;
in this hostile environment, no happiness can exist.
In a black hole, all things are lost in the void,
and drift into nothing.
If hate and greed have found a place in the hearts of men,
then why can't peace and love?
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