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1d
Where did my  guilt come from
The sorrow of my nervous system
It precedes me
The clock interwinds and i am left where i came
To hurt the ones who hurt me
Feels far from sublime
I will wait until this sadness drops
Let it fall to the depths of my soul
Until one day I wake up and realise
That it was my fault.

This comfort disturbs me
Has God let me go
In my own path where I follow my own conjectures
And be blind-sided by the masses of sheep
Before me lay wisdom I cannot keep
And breathe into me so life cannot weep
Descend into my sleep as dawn nears closer
And befall my ascendency to you.
Written by
Ghadeer Al-Gayyim
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