They circle over head
Never leaving
Always watching
Waiting to attack
I stumble on
Helplessly
Knowing the inevitable truth
There is no escape
There is no distraction
There are only two choices
Two options
Stay and get eaten
Or fight
get beaten
And maybe then, eaten
Beaten with looks
The knowledge
Of my distinction
Evident in there every action
However innocent
Beaten with the slurs
Of words they don't understand
They could never understand
Unless, unless they stood,
Where I stood
And knew what I know
However little that may be.....
Beaten with confusion
As there minds try to comprehend
The extraordinary magnitude
Of this
This thing that grows inside me
That lives in me
That is me
But not all of me
No you can't let it consume you
I am still me
Whoever that is
I don't really know
How typical
An identity crisis
They might say
I long to call up to them
To ask what would happen
If I told them
But if I asked
Well then they'd know
And I don't know what that would mean
For me
Eaten by this thing
That lives inside me
Longing to escape
Like a rat when fire is lit under it
Desperate
Trying to dig and claw it's way out
No matter what the cost
So all I know for sure
Is there are two options
To get eaten
And or beaten
If there was a third I'd take it
The one I want
The embrace of me
The true me
Nothing held back
If that's possible
Who knows
They circle over head
Never leaving
Always watching
Waiting to attack
I stumble on
Helplessly
This is definitely a piece written with passion and inspiration. It's very well worded and I'm glad you are able to so eloquently share your feelings about the content of this poem. The repetition of the word "Beaten" is very rhythmic and I enjoyed it immensely. Keep up the good work, I look forward to your next poem.
Hey,
This is very deep and well thought out. I'm very glad you shared it. it seems like it means something to you. I feel like you wrote this about society and it's impact on the population and even the minorities because you mentioned slurs. But maybe you wrote it about something completely different but that is my interpretation.
I didn't see much wrong with this except the fact that it was a bit long written as all one liners. So if I were you i would put this in poem form. It sound like it could be a poem because you know poems don't have to rhyme. I honestly think poems are sometimes better when they don't rhyme. But to get back to my point i think it would be better read as a poem. So maybe for future reference.
So keep writing and posting it helps you become a better writer. Oh and welcome to YWS! We're happy to have you. So have a great day.
-Zee
You did a very good job with this piece. There is clearly emotion through out that you have portrayed very clearly. It is very nice to see a writer with such passion in their stories and poems.
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