Cry...

(This form of poetry is known as Fib poetry... It follows the Fibbonacci sequence i.e. 1,1,2,3,5,8,13 ... I ve tried a Fib and a reverse Fib)

Cry,

Let,

Your tears,

Flow away and,

Your fears, find a way,

The pain deep inside, so difficult to hide,

Let it flow and evaporate, leaving no signs, of the existence it had,

Let the water run, wash away your scars,

Heal all of your wounds,

Make you strong,

To face,

Life,

Again!!!

I KNOW NOT WHO I AM

In the mirror I see a stranger

Keep searching for my identity,

Nowhere, I can find,

On an unknown path,

Walking, aimless and blind....

Neither joy, nor sorrow,

Or hopes of tomorrow,

Thrown away, I travel, like an aimless arrow....

Waking up each day, to nothingness,

Hints I search for, I try to guess,

Oblivious to the world, I am, hopeless!

Inside out, from head to toe, I scan myself....

Aware I am, of nothing at all,

Much like a wandering leaf in the fall....

I KNOW NOT WHO I AM!!!!!